Monday

When Suzanna Smiles

What I’d like you all to do before reading this post is to go to your freezer, and grab that pint of ice cream you have hidden in there behind the frozen vegetables. If you don’t have ice cream, (and you know you do) fill a glass with water and ice and let stand for 5 minutes.

Have you all done this? Good.

Now, for your next assignment, I want you to submerge your front teeth into the frozen substance, be it the ice cream or the icy water, and keep them there for the next...oh... 12 hours straight.
Do not take them out no matter what!

Are you feeling the intense sensitivity of your teeth as they contact the cold? Are you feeling the brain freeze that starts within the central core of your teeth, traveling through the nerves, up your gums and to the top of your eyebrow? Yes. Yes. That’s the sensation I’m talking about.
Ok.
Now that you're feeling my pain...

I’m back from the dentist again, with another installment of “When Suzanna Smiles”. My teeth are so sensitive that I can’t even breath as the flow of air directly across the surface of my teeth is providing the same sensation as our little teeth-in-the-ice cream experiment.

He grinded my teeth down into little points of nothing. He grinded through my teeth, past my gums, and deep into the far recesses of my skull. At least that’s what it sounded like to me from inside my head.

I’m sure he grinded for a solid hour.

I, in the meantime felt nothing… but am certain I saw and smelled smoke.
Both the seeing and smelling of smoke go against the very nature of dental hygiene to the best of my knowledge. I’m sure it was there though…

But now…
now that the Novocain has dissipated and the Dentist is well out of my swinging range… the mere feeling of my own tongue dancing across the surface of my teeth is sending me through the roof!

It seems I have traded in my TMJ for the same sensation one gets when hearing fingernails scratching down a chalk board,…
or yes
sticking your teeth in ice cream.

All that for the low low price of $12,000.
Am I gorgeous yet?