Maya Dentistry

It was mostly noblemen of the elite ruling class who got this done to them. There are the rare cases of the noblewoman found with this in her teeth and a young woman who was not of high class found with that, too. The young woman, though, may have been a noble who’s body got thrown into a poor person’s grave in the confusion following the fall of the Maya empire.

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my spread a few weeks ago features pastel pink theme which i love, it’s so femme! nowadays, i’m creating art and cuddling with my dog and cat. 💕

Best dentist? Maybe someday!

Dentist: You have different colored hair every time I see you. Normally I wouldn’t worry but I’ve seen you four times in six weeks. Is this a cry for help?
Me: More like a yell of defiance.
Dentist: Right on. Punk never dies. 

If you are squeamish about teeth or gums, don’t read the rest of this.

So I went to the dentist about the ongoing pain in the tooth he just put a crown on, and it turns out that while I was feeling nerve pain from the crown, it wasn’t because the crown had a crack in it. It was because a portion of the crown had chipped off – the crown is still intact – and embedded itself in my gum at the base of the tooth. It was digging into a nerve in my gums every time I chewed anything with that tooth. 

The dentist had a look and then said, “I can’t get it out with the tweezers, so I can either cut your gum to pull it out or I can try to lasso it.”

I thought lassoing it sounded like fun, because I’m me, so he made a little loop out of dental floss, managed to hook it around the porcelain, and tugged, and it felt like about a FOOT AND A HALF of porcelain came sliding out of my face. It wasn’t, of course, but it was a razor-sharp chip about an eighth of an inch long, which is a great deal when it’s in your jaw. 

Then while I was still recovering from the shock he dangled it in front of me by the floss and said, “This was in your gum for two weeks. I was wrong, you aren’t punk.”

I made REALLY BIG EYES at him from my chair of pain, and he said, “You’re metal.” 

Now I have a giant hole in my mouth that I have to rinse daily with warm salt water, but a dentist called me metal, so I’m gonna wear that like a badge of pride for a while.