This is a good picture to present at the top of a post that is going to deal with hypochondria and the brushing of my teeth. You see, I’m not actually a hypochondriac. I actually would rather believe that there’s nothing going wrong with my body or my mind at any given time. So I avoid doctors and their medicine.
However, whenever a friend discusses a serious health ailment with me, I’ll find myself dealing with similar symptoms. I have a friend who has supposedly brushed her teeth so hard that her teeth began to crack whenever she ate food. Ever since I’ve heard this story now I’ve been spitting out blood when I rinse my mouth after the brushing my teeth and that makes me worry about the strength of my enamel, and the quality of my gums. I can just hear the low, speedy man voice in all of those dental hygiene commercials talking about Gingivitis and I can just imagine death.
