After looking in my mouth for the first time, the doctor pulled back and looked me over then asked,
"Have you experienced blunt force trauma to your face?"
My first thought was that the last few years had been even HARDER on me that I knew. But I have a mirror and my teeth don't look that bad. I mean, if I showed up looking like this woman, I might have expected his question.
So I tell him, no. I haven't suffered any blunt force trauma to the face or anywhere else. He persists, "Have you been in an accident and hit your face?" Uh, no. I think I'd remember that.
He finally fills me in. My front teeth, on top and bottom, are chipping off. That's not something common in a woman of my age. As the good dentist says,
"This is something I might expect from an 80 year old woman ..."
Yep. Those last few years were definitely much harder than I knew.
"but not someone of your age."
Then I get to explain to him how over fifteen years ago I was diagnosed with severe shortage of calcium in my bones. To the point that I was already showing signs of osteoporosis then. The Orthopedic Surgeon explained that a depletion like I had was most likely caused at the time of my conception. Of coarse, he meant my mom wasn't getting enough calcium. I was thinking it was unlikely she was drinking milk when I was conceived.
He still didn't look convinced.
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