So now, by default of flossing too much, I have managed to floss out a tooth. Why yes I have been working out, thank you for asking. But apparently it had nothing to do with my muscle capacity and the force or frequency of my floss, and yes I did ask.
So I presume that you now have an image of me going to bed every night with a big stick of fairy floss in hand and a bottle of 2L Coke Cola, or Pepsi, (no product placement intended, I am not sponsored). This does not happen. I was questioned by my dentist about an addiction to sugary drinks. When I replied to my fizzy drink intake, "Oh dear, I drink a lot of mineral water" (her response appeared to be silence, then "does not count", followed by a look of 'are you sure you are not blond?') I spoil myself with a can of 'energy drink' once a week, and that is my only downfall. Surely this is not the culprit?
It amazes me how easy it is to communicate with two hands in your mouth. She also bruises easily, plays active sports, enjoys heating pork buns in the microwave as a quick snack, needs to practise her Ukrainian, and I am guessing that she has a new dental assistant. How do I know this last fact? Because my mouth was sucked up 10 times with a mini motored mouth vacuum cleaner. And the water spray in my mouth created a volcano spilling effect that resulted in her wiping me down like I'd just participated in a night of university $1 spirits concluding with a wet t-shirt competition, patting my face and surrounds down with her thick kleenex tissue. I would not demand that much patting with a tissue again unless paying for a facial. Pretty sure MBF did not cover this service.
Why do I think that the dental assistant was new? Firstly is conduct; a patient probably does not want to hear you say... "It's not working is it? Should I get you something else? What do you need? Because that is not working is it?" Ummm helllooooo!!!!!! I am attached to this mouth, just because my eye's are closed, it does not mean I am asleep. (Actually, I am pretty relaxed here with my feet up and no children around.) Not quite a full body massage, but the 'numbing' has kicked in so it is a desperate version of 'me time'.