My 32 Year No Cavity Run – STOLEN!

You see those pearly whites? Hold on a second. Not Mr. Houseful’s but MINE! You say that’s not enough? Well, wait one moment, I’ll get more evidence…

Right there. Those teeth. Those teeth are in their 32nd year here on earth and I’ve managed to not have any cavities on them until TUESDAY! My reign is over. Two cavities. TWO. And to make me feel better, my dentist informed me that they aren’t surface cavities, but cavities touching two different teeth. 😐 That made me feel LOADS better.

Anyhoo, I was honestly mourning the loss of being the only adult with no cavities in my immediate family as if I just lost a hug jackpot. But wait, I DID just lose a huge jackpot. I’m going to lose teeth! (and before I get emails, I’m just joking people)

Honestly, the dentist dude stated that carrying the twins probably affected my tooth health, and remembers me being all beach whale like when I first went to him (points to him not using the term beach whale like though) and letting him know that the last thing that I wanted to do was brush my teeth because it ended up making me look like a mouth stand in for Twilight. My gums were SO sensitive, it wasn’t even funny. I’m still working on being able to floss like I used to and especially with teeth tighter than a politicians pocket. *not a good joke? Just wait, there’s more where that came from*

However, I am blessed to have all of my teeth, although I think that I will be signing Mr. Houseful up for voluntary removal of his wisdom teeth especially after he sent me a calendar reminder (we do all things by electronic reminders over here) entitled “Natasha’s got CAVITIES” :-\ No worries, he only lost one limb.

Anyhoo, we’re up for another appointment to fill them and I’m not too keen on having a needle in my mouth. I did that with my wisdom tooth removal and had to listen to THAT dentist crack my teeth in order to get them out. Ended up with bloody fingerprints on my cheek and everything. During THAT time, I looked like a stand in for Silence of the Lambs. Crazy stuff there.

Mr. Houseful did let me know of a totally made up rule that he penned where once you have cavities filled, you no longer have to claim them, so you essentially go back to being cavity free. I’ll take it. I’ll just continue to bask in the fact that none of the little houseful has any cavities to speak of. Albeit, I’ll become the crazy soccer mom of THEIR teeth. We’re going to win the championship!

Do any of you have cavities? Do any of you not? And NO you can’t claim a cavity is no longer there if you lost the tooth – only WE can make up crazy rules!


  1. glamazini says:

    I was cavity-free until my 20s. I had a stint where I “gave up”, moved to NYC, and didn’t have insurance. I was in a depressive funk for a year, gained massive amounts of weight and stopped taking care of myself. Once I snapped out of it I found a dentist and had HELLA cavities {the scientific term}. Haven’t had any since. I guess depression and dental health don’t go hand in hand *tear*.

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