bitful

I have just figured out that given a conservatively-estimated sixty-five years life span, we all end up spending a long time taking care of our teeth. A ridiculously long time.

We spend 99 days of our lifetime brushing our teeth (the recommended two minutes, three times a day).

And yet that is not enough, and we need to sit in a dentist's chair for two whole days and a half having our gnashers examined and our gums prodded - or even longer, if any kind of work needs to be undertaken (average of two check-ups a year).

Then, after the discomfort, there's the humiliation of having to spend another two whole days and a half sitting in a hygienist's chair, being told off for not spending another couple of days flossing, and having grimy deposits scraped off. Oh, you need to make that five days if, like me, you need to go every three months instead of the recommended six, to avoid permanent gum damage.

It's like the human being is this amazingly complex machinery, all state-of-the-art silicon chips and sophisticated circuitry - with this one rusty medieval cog smack in the middle.

You might not be aware of it, gentle American reader with your perfect set of pearly whites, but come take a look here in Old Blighty where yes, we almost all have Austin Powers' teeth.

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