... I trotted off to the Orthodontist

On occassion, I manage to scrape up the courage to visit the dentist. Or in this case, the Orthodontist. You know, the guy who puts braces on young kids' crooked teeth.

So yesterday, I went in because the tooth that was lucky enough to have a bit of root canal done to it has started to crumble - much like the Great Wall in the pic above. Crumble and break! Two things you do not want happening to your teeth.

So the jolly old Orthodontist - for he was indeed grey and old - described with much description just how said tooth would be extracted. This shall take place next Wednesday.

And because extracting just one tooth is not so much fun in itself, he also noticed that an impacted wisdom tooth two teeth behind the crumbling, breaking wall of a tooth has a little decay and needs to be removed as well.

Shall I have any teetch left? Why, yes, of course promises the Orthodontist.

"When we're done with these extractions, should we talk about maybe straightening your bottom row?"