The dreaded dental check up...

Today I went to see my friendly dentist.  I called a few weeks ago because of a tooth that's been troubling me.  A little senstive and it doesn't seem to like pretzels.  So I go through the usual routine with x-rays, picking away the tartar and finally the cleaning.  But while going through this immensely fun ordeal I learn that I have some issues, besides the senstive tooth.  Apparently I'm suffering from some decalcifying of a few teeth or in layman's terms, my enamel is eroding.  Bah!!  And why, you ask is this happening to me?  Too much pop!  Or do you say soda?  I guess one of my teeth, the one that is bothering me is really suffering from some scary eroding.  And it's below the gumline!  How is that possible!  Not enough flossing I was told.  Eek gads!  So I quit smoking, which probably contributed to this new issue, and now I have to give up pop!  Or at least drink water after I have a can of pop.  So there goes all my vices!  No more smoking, no more pop and no more no flossing!  It's tough being human!  And to make matters worse, I have to go back to the hygenist to have a little scraping done on the bad tooth.  Hopefully that will be the end of it, but she had to throw out there that I may have to see a periodontist!  Really?  It's tough to be human.  So to all my friends and fans with teeth, I plead with you to take care of them.  Brush twice a day.  Floss.  And watch the pop!  But now I may have a drink (containing alcohol) to ease the pain in my gums.  Hey, I have a vice!