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As an oral health provider I can identify different types of oral disease blindfolded. Gum disease has it’s own scent, significant tooth decay presents with it’s own unique bouquet, and infected teeth their own flavor.
that there’s not much we can do about it. Brushing before bed will help minimize the damage by reducing the amount of compounds for the bacteria to feed on and drinking a glass of water before bed will compensate at least a little bit for the impending loss of saliva. Other than that, keep your mouth locked down in the morning until you can get to a toothbrush, and we’ll all live happier, fresher-smelling lives. What about...Coffee Breath? The worst, right? The foods and liquids that cause the worst odors are those that include the highest sulfur compounds, such as coffee. Much like when we’re asleep, the caffeine in coffee can dry out our mouth by slowing saliva production. Another reason is simply that coffee has a very strong odor that smells worse than it tastes. It goes without saying that if we do not conduct an assault on morning breath, it will only combine with your morning coffee death, I mean breath. What Can We Do About It? In addition to brushing, flossing, and antibacterial mouth rinse (the holy trinity of oral hygiene), one should know their dental hygienist on a first name basis and should use that name at least twice a year. Drink lots of water during the day when you can’t brush. Consider sugarless gums and/or mints that contain xylitol; and if you smoke will you knock it off already? Please. That rude little girl told me my breath stunk. Thank you. The late and great Dr. Seuss wrote a children’s book titled: “Oh, The Places You’ll Go!” And while it is not stated specifically, the books feels aimed at 18 year olds. Titled with the perfect response 2015 Me would say to the Y2K Me if given the chance: “Oh, the places you’ll go...punk.” I wouldn’t ruin the surprise or lessen the adventure. I’d resist the temptation to say, “you know that Canadian girl you met when you were 15 that you can’t stop thinking about? Well, you marry her and have 3 amazing children with another on the way.” I’d bite my tongue and omit the 3 years where he explored every nook and cranny of San Francisco while becoming a dentist. No, I wouldn’t want his head to explode. Lastly, I’d flash a smile knowing that at 18 years old he spends his days dreaming of the Flathead Valley and wishing he could live there someday. And if by chance 2030 Me makes an appearance I hope he would say: You're off to Great Places! Today is your day! Your mountain is waiting. So get on your way!...punk.