Had to go to the dentist today. Toothache and swollen lymph glands in my jaw.
Going to the dentist is a fairly frequent occurrence. Whenever I’m depressed I don’t take care of my teeth. No flossing, a cursory 30 second brushing, and if things get really bad, I don’t brush my teeth. For a day or two. Or three. So of course my teeth and gums suffer.
So almost inevitably, about two weeks after I come out of each depression episode I have to make a trip to the dentist to get my teeth cleaned, get a checkup, and fix whatever damage I managed to do to my teeth while depressed. This time I lucked out – the gum wasn’t seriously infected.
In addition to the visits like those above, thanks to the fact that my jaws are permanently tense whenever I am manic, I have a strong bite. A really strong bite, the kind that tends to crack fillings and occasionally chip teeth. So I have to get those fixed frequently too.
My dentist sure loves me.