After postponing it for months, I finally went to a local dentist for a professional tooth cleaning last week. I always find there is something utterly humiliating to it when lying there with your mouth wide open, and 2 people poking around in it while you cannot do anything but stare at the ceiling. (Luckily for me, there was a cobweb swinging in the breeze so I could just focus on that.)
Dental hygienists are a rather chatty bunch, I find. And now while it is nice to listen to their little stories, I always feel compelled to let them know I am listening which leads to me making funny noises like “Uuuhuuh…” as a sign of agreement, or a simple “Uuh!” as a sign of astonishment, or “Urgh!” expressing indignation. Clearly, those people have not chosen their profession hoping for some meaningful conversations.
But why does anybody choose to become a dentist? It’s a mystery to me. Any dentists out there who would like to explain that to me? Don’t get me wrong, I am a big fan of dentists and more than glad that some people shoulder this burden, but I’d imagine it not very appetizing to stare in other people’s mouths all the time. (And I am not even thinking of the people with poor hygiene standards.) Of course, it is common knowledge that a lot of women fall for doctors, but could that be reason enough?
Not to mention other medical specializations. Somewhere along the line some medical student decides to become a proctologist and dedicate his career to this very unglamorous part of our bodies (as if there were any glamorous parts… but you know what I mean!) and deal with poop and haemorrhoids. Why would anybody want to do that? It is very admirable, no doubt, yet I don’t understand it.
But it makes me so grateful that some people don’t mind staring into other people’s orifices or dealing with really gross stuff! So, dear doctors (and medical staff in general), let me say thank you and give you a big smile with my newly cleaned and oh so shiny teeth!