Oh, how I sympathize with our guy. Coincidentally, it is my turn today to visit our dentist. I am SO lucky - my dentist's office is Awesome with a capital A. Actually, all of my dentists throughout my life have been top-notch. So why am I so afraid of them?
Because I have pretty weak teeth. It started with fluoride treatments at the age of 5 and continues with a bad tartar/plaque issue. My lucky sister doesn't have this problem but my dad must've - he got dentures when he was 43. That's my age, folks! That was pretty typical for his generation (he was born in 1920) but it freaks me out! Can you imagine seeing 43 year-olds today with a full set of dentures??
From an ephemera standpoint, it's just amazing to me to see how far we've come in the field of dentistry and cavity prevention. When you think that less than 100 years ago (and even in my dad's childhood!) people were still using tooth powder and a washcloth to "wash" their teeth, it's no wonder there were so many that just had their entire set of teeth yanked out. Kinda hard to reach those in-between spaces with a swatch of fabric!!!
I've even made a "dental" piece of art - subconsciously, I'm sure it was a "therapy" card. :D
P.S. We still need 7 "likes" on the Facebook page until I do an ephemera giveaway! Let's go, peeps! :D