A Shocking Trip to the Dentist
Everyday I wake up, immediately spring out of bed, and head straight into the bathroom. My goal: avoid cavities at all costs. With one eye open, I twist the cap off the organic toothpaste I got at Whole Foods and squeeze it onto my toothbrush. I brush for 5 minutes straight, covering every possible angle I can before the toothbrush turns off. After unraveling a long line of floss, I take a look in the mirror. I’m halfway there. If you are like me, you take dental hygiene seriously. You use best practice flossing methods to make sure you get all the “gunk” out from in-between your teeth. When it comes to mouthwash, you don’t reach for the gentle, bubble gum flavored stuff. Instead, you choose the mouth-scorching,“don’t go near orange juice after this” kind. And like me, you feel genuine outrage when your dentist informs you of cavities during a visit. How did this happen? It feels like a slap in the face. Fear not. You aren’t alone, and there’s a good chance it’s not even your fault.