Chewing Ice.

The worst part about my ice chewing habit is that when I want more water I no longer have any ice. This is problematic, because I like the feeling of the ice cubes on my upper lip as the water flows past. I’m not sure what it is, I just like the weird cold feeling. The chewing part probably stems from me liking the sound of the crunch. Smashing ice cubes is satisfying, never mind the terrible pain of sometimes biting down on an ice cube on a filling.

I think this is an all new low, blogging about chewing ice. As I was chewing my ice this evening I was swirling it around my mouth to numb my gums after the dental hygienist destroyed them this afternoon. Everyone knows I am overly dramatic, but she really did destroy my gums — I’m pretty sure she cut me with the floss. It isn’t the worst thing in the world, to be cut with floss, but it was the most notable part of my day so I figured I ought to blog about it.

Whenever I go to the dentist they always lecture about the same things. I don’t know if I can deal with another lecture about night guards or braces or having my wisdom teeth pulled — I’m 22, I’ve heard it all before. There is absolutely no reason for me to get braces, my teeth function and are not unsightly although they are slightly crowded and one is kind of crooked. I think dentists are the only medical professionals who can call something about you ugly without repercussions. I am not getting a night guard because I already can’t afford the dental care that they are giving me, even with the insurance. (You bill my insurance company $2000 for a crown and it isn’t even made out of diamonds? You’ve got to be kidding me.) I am not having my wisdom teeth removed, just because there is no good reason for it.

Dentists are kind of sleazy.

Stephen Battey

Stephen is a 25 year old amateur photographer, blogger, and husband from Tacoma, Washington. He shares a cute ass house with his husband, cat, and two dogs. He generally hates all weather patterns.

Tacoma, WA