No, it is not a green g-string but if it were, oohh..minty and ouch.
It's funny how a synonym for the g-string is "butt floss"...
ANYWAY, it's my new oral friend, mint flavored dental floss.
Lately, I've been carrying my floss around to wherever I go. Because, as of right now, this very moment, there is space being created in my mouth (because I have railroad tracks).
Space..
Where to start with the meaning of space? How about a definition. Taken from dictionary.com, its 1st definition for space is the unlimited or incalculably great three-dimensional realm or expanse in which all material objects are located and all events occur.
Oh, here is my favorite on the list, #7..a seat, berth, or room on a train, airplane, etc.
oh oh..and #8..a place available for a particular purpose: a parking space.
How about my definition
Space: the opening between my first molar and my second molar for all four sides: upper left and right and bottom left and right created by the pulling of braces.
One word. Three syllables. Frustrating.
Eating is such an obstacle now. You eat, pick your braces, eat, pick, then heavily pick, floss, and then brush.
Just as my gaps (which I'm very insecure of) where my first premolars used to be are closing, new gaps are starting to occur.
For instance, the gaps growing wider from my first molars and second molars and gaps between my lateral teeth and canines (which is worse than my missing first premolars).
I'm very sad.
Anyways, I got the dental terms from this lovely picture. Thanks to The American Medical Association.
Cheers.
Cheers.
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