Thursday, April 23, 2009
Ok, I'm going to be stereotyping. What is it with young males? What on earth do they think?
Two of Andrea's boyfriend's friends just nearly killed themselves racing a Mustang. One broke his back. The other was unconscious. And the vehicle burst into flames. The one with the broken back pulled out the unconscious one. The one with the broken back will be immobile for 8 months.
On a somewhat lighter note, I disclosed the teeth of two young men (boys, 12 and 14)) for plaque today. It was much, much worse than the picture above. 1/2 mm of plaque on most parts of the teeth on all teeth. How can you possibly have teeth this dirty? I sent them to brush and floss it all off before I'd touch them. (They take forever when I do this and they come back very clean). One said he just can't get into the habit of brushing his teeth. Oh, ya. When was the last time he brushed his teeth? Oh, a week or two ago. What! The mother is sitting right there. They are old enough to worry about it themselves, says she. Yes, indeed. One just finished getting a whole mouth worth of cavities filled.
There are so many reasons for mothers to nag, to guilt, to be hysterical; it is no joke.