Normally I have my teeth cleaned every six months, but with all the Sturm und Drang over my mouth’s various ailments I skipped last October’s appointment on the advice of both the periodontist and the surgeons. The other day when I went up to the ENT Clinic I asked if I could go back to my ordinary schedule and was told yes, so I called my dentist today and said “I’m desperate to have my teeth cleaned. How strange does that sound?” The appointment-taker at the other end of the phone laughed and said “I don’t hear that very often!”
Friday, scraping and scrubbing and polishing. Good.