Last week, day before a very
important meeting I was in office, drinking my afternoon coffee and I was
making plans for the weekend. Suddenly the plastic spoon stuck between my front teeth. I pulled little harder than
it should and with the spoon, one of my teeth flew out of my mouth. The
left front was gone. The whole tooth. Not just small part.
I don't know how it happens, ten seconds ago I had a
normal 32 piece smile, and after a blink of an eye I looked like a demonic creature. I
started to scream holding my poor whitey in one hand, and with the other I was
trying to call my dentist. She agrees to
meet me after five
hours. FIVE HOURS without a front tooth!
Hmm, what I have to do? To stay in the office? And what will happen if someone
comes? What he will get? A massive heart attack? Or to go out earlier? But
outside is still a day, someone can sees me. So I decided to stay quietly
and wait. Let’s say that I spend the rest of the day shooting myself with the
camera and laughing at me, imaging this is happening 2 years earlier, during my
interferon treatment- with falling hair,
and falling teeth I would look
irresistible. Happy to know that I am falling apart smoothly in the time.
Four hours later I was traveling with the bus for the most urgent meeting of my
life, when a car hit us. Many of the people were falling down and until my head
was flying to the front seat I thought " Oh, this cannot happen to me. Please do
not allow loosing my other front
tooth, not the tooth, break my nose if you want”. Well, I got lucky! Otherwise I had to explain how the hell I lost my front teeth and won this gorgeous smile in a just few hours.
So, finally I went there, sat on the chair and two hours later I got my brand
new smile. You know what? My dentist is gorgeous. She did not flinch even once
with all this blood over her glasses, and all the time she was telling me to
stop warning her about my hepatitis how to prevent herself, because I am
not different from any one of her patients and she is not accepting me as a walking virus. For example she told me about an
old patient of her, physician in infectious diseases. After many visits, among other things, she asked him whether he is vaccinated for hepatitis B, to which he
replied that he had and B and C (??) , but he did not warned her, cause he did not
consider it is a necessary.
So, what are the conclusions?
A. The patients are more
responsible and aware of the dangers than the doctors?!
B. It is hard to find the right
dentist, but when you found him/her , treat him/her like a national treasure.
C. Stop using plastic spoons! It
is dangerous for you, and for sure it is damaging the Planet.