The Quest for Perfection Continues....

Or at least my dentist's quest for my perfection continues. I am the first to admit that I am not perfect. I stub my toes many times a week on furniture, often times in the same places. If I am walking on an uneven sidewalk I will usually trip, even if I saw it coming and my sweet Todd sometimes calls me 'hurricane Shannon' as whatever room I enter, a mess is whats usually left in my wake. No, I am not perfect and I have accepted that.

Now I have been seeing my dentist going on 1 year and of the 4 or so appointments I have had with him the exact same conversation commences....

Dentist: (complete with telescopic glasses and a billion instruments in my mouth) "hmmmm...aha....hmmm..." then accusingly says "Are you happy with your teeth???"

Shan (complete with Dentist and a billion instruments in my mouth): "ah, I uess...r ew haffy wit ay eetf???"

::translation: I guess, are you happy with my teeth?::

Dentist: "You have beautiful healthy teeth and no cavities but I definitely see room for improvement."

Shan: "Ohay"

Dentist: "First, lets straighten up those bottom teeth a touch more, then whiten them all up a bit and then throw on a few veneers and I think you will be perfect just like a movie star."

Shan: "Ohay."

I was then immediately fitted for an invisalign retainer and whitening trays. So there you have it even my dentist agrees I have flaws. If he only knew the many years and thousands of dollars already invested in these teeth, sheesh. He better know what he's doing and when this is all done my teeth at the very very least...should be perfect.