In which you learn what kind of mouth I have.

I broke down and bought an Oral-B Braun electric toothbrush yesterday. It was twenty bucks, and several people have told me in the past year that they really like their own electric toothbrushes.

Well, the electric toothbrush rocks.

I can’t tell you how fabulous it is for someone with my particular dental issues to have a device that not only makes brushing easy, but gets the plaque out of places regular brushing doesn’t.

Appparently there are two types of mouth: acid and base. One gets cavities, the other gets plaque and gum disease. I get the latter. My dentist actually tries to schedule me for prophy every three months because I get so much plaque that my gums try to receed away from it… which eventually would make my teeth become loose and fall out, according to the scary full-color poster at my dentist’s office.

Anyway, the electric toothbrush works so well that I can’t believe my dentist and/or hygienist hasn’t suggested one. In fact, I can’t figure out why they don’t do anything more than clean my teeth and yell at me about flossing.

I now know that a girl can buy a device for $20 that will actually make a dent in home plaque removal, and I know there are things like plaque-removing mouthwashes available… so why don’t dental professionals, the self-same people who keep telling me my teeth are going to fall out, ever suggest I purchase and utilize these plaque-killing tools?

I think next I’m going to embark on Bo’s patented baking soda-and-peroxide home whitening routine. I hereby announce the beginning of what will later (in my astonishing unauthorized biography) be dubbed my Very White Teeth Phase! Yee-haw!