Gingivitis strikes again!

Last night I had one of those dreams again where my teeth fall out. My left incisor kept popping out of its socket. It had somehow broken - or rather rotted off from the root, leaving jagged half roots that wouldn’t stay in the socket. Whenever I tried to push the tooth back into the socket the sharp bits would poke and hurt my already inflamed gums. I decided to look in the mirror to see how bad it really was and to my horror, as I pulled back my lip to see my gums better, I discovered that the festering infection was actually rotting holes through my gums. I took out the loose tooth and smiled prettily into the mirror only to see my reflection grin back with a set of not-so-pearly whites encased in decaying, discolored and swollen gums. I wondered how upset Mr X would be at the insanely huge dental bill I was surely going to amass. But more importantly, would Mr X still find me attractive? Unless he has a rotten mouth fetish I don’t know about, chances are good I would repulse him. My last dentist visit was in July and I was praised for my clean and healthy teeth. How could things have gone so horribly bad in such a short period of time?

At that point I jerked awake and immediately verified that my teeth were still intact. Then I breathed a sigh of relief as I rolled over and vowed to be a brushing/flossing/mouth washing superstar.