Why 23-proof mouthwash is awesome stuff
Had my big cleaning appointment at the dentist’s yesterday. Happily, the hygenist was able to round off the sharp bit of the one broken tooth, so my tongue is now on the road to recovery without the assistance of candle wax.
I got some super-fluoridated prescription toothpaste and mouthwash out of the visit. Extra fluoride aside, the toothpaste’s big claim to fame is that it’s kind of sparkly. The mouthwash, on the other hand… It tastes like a cocktail made of cheap gin and the “green death” variety of NyQuil, which at first read makes me think “eww” even though it’s actually a somewhat pleasant, grown-up juniper-and-licorice flavor. And yes, it does contain ethyl alcohol — 11.6%! — so it has a satisfying burn that fades as it soaks into my still-sore gums. I suspect if I rinse long enough I may even develop a minor buzz, just from the mouthwash. score!
I also got a toothbrush. Unlike my childhood dentist, though, I didn’t get to choose the color I wanted from a big tray. Phooey. (It is a nice toothbrush, though; it gets all the nooks and crannies nicely, and it has a little tongue-scraper thingy on the back of the head.)
Go back there Wednesday to get #12 taken care of. In the meantime, I’m thinking about going easy on acidic foods and beverages, as they WILL hurt.
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