Last time I tried going to see a dentist (an embarrassingly long time ago–over a year I think–), the entire visit went down in flames. Once I started talking about my medical history, he flipped out, wanted a signed letter from Dr. Sherman’s office stating it was safe to clean my team, and on and on and on. And then he still didn’t clean my teeth.
So this time?
“Do you have anything significant in your medical history?”
Nope.
“Are you currently taking any medications?”
(You mean, other then the 3 antibiotics I take on a daily basis?)
Nope.
And that was that. I got my teeth cleaned.