A while back I posted about the awful, awful things that happen to your body when you turn thirty. Mostly that you stop sleeping properly, your hair and skin dry out, and you grow sparse but noticeable hairs where you don’t expect them.
Something new to add…
…apparently YOUR TEETH THIN OUT.
I knew that your hair can get thinner, but your teeth?
I went to the dentist today for a long-overdue cleaning, and yet another of my teeth has chipped. The hygenist explained that, if you grind your teeth, they start to thin out and chip more easily.
“Does this happen to everyone?” I asked.
“No,” she said, “but it’s not uncommon.”
So not only could they not finish my cleaning today because it’s been about 6 years since I last had one and apparently there’s a lot to do, but I have to have the backs of my teeth shored up with filling material so they don’t thin out more and chip more.
That’s right. I have to have my goddamn teeth parged.
And of course, I don’t have dental insurance (which is why I haven’t been in about six years, apart from the emergency chipped-tooth-repair from last spring), so it’s going to cost a couple hundred dollars that I’d rather spend on luxuries like, you know, the mortgage or food or not going a couple hundred dollars more into debt. But what can you do? They’re teeth. They don’t grow back. And it’s not like the parging we have to do in the basement – I can’t buy tooth cement and fill it in myself.
Alright, time for more movies and ice cream. The Sore Throat of Death is much better today, but I’ll still take the day off and rest it some more.