The New Girl

I've been going to the same dentist office for four years now. The experience has been good. My teeth are in good shape. No cavities so far. The only major issues I had done were having my wisdom teeth removed. Other then that, I have only been in for cleanings and x-rays.

I have gotten along with my dental hygienist. She has been working on my teeth for the entire four years. We could joke with each other and talk about our lives. Earlier this week, it was time to head back to the dentist. I was sitting in the waiting room and I heard my name being called. I looked up and it was someone new. I was thinking to myself, "where is MY hygienist?"

As we were walking back to the chair, I asked the new hygienist where the other hygienist was. She said that the former hygienist left and she heard so many good things about her. The new hygienist offered to take my coat and my hat. I handed her my coat, but decided to keep my knit hat on. I wear my hat everywhere.

While the new hygienist was working on me, I kept thinking of what my old hygienist did. Their work procedure was very close, but different in a couple of areas. She did good work. But it really felt weird to me to have a stranger's hands in my mouth. When her hands weren't in my mouth, we made small talk. I know that she is married and has a dog.

After she finished, she rang for the dentist. The dentist came in and looked me over and said my teeth looked really good. Once the dentist left, I said that the old hygienist and I had a running joke. For the four years I've been attending that dentist office, I have only seen the same dentist twice. Every other time, it was someone new. The new hygienist asked if I had seen this dentist before. I said no. She said maybe we could have that running joke too. I told her we could.

The new hygienist was really nice and did a good job. I know I'll get used to her and hope we can have the same friendly relationship I had with my previous hygienist.