Because gallows humor, that’s why. Since life is a damned joke. And a bad one at that.
This morning I had a dental appointment; my teeth are perfectly fine. I have no evidence of decay or cavities. No, it’s the softer tissues that are a problem.
I have gingivitis. I also have plaque build up, which is causing my lower gums to recede. Not helping matters is the fact that I was born with a small flap of skin on my gum; this little bit of flesh actively pulls the lower gum downward and aggravates that particular problem. So part of this is due to nature and part of this is freaking genetic.
Yeah, if I ever hear anyone claim that the human body is too complex to have evolved and it requires a designer, I will smack them upside the head with a Volkswagen Beetle. Because if there was a designer, s/he was drunk when s/he put us together. My genes are proof of that. (Frigging BRCA and now this…)
I’ll be seeing a specialist in June. We’re looking at taking some gum tissue from my upper mouth and grafting it onto the lower area. This can apparently be done with cadaver tissue as well, but it doesn’t necessarily provide the best coverage. I honestly didn’t know that could be done! That’s weirdly cool, if you ask me.
But yeah, I’m going in on Thursday to get my teeth cleaned, which is step one in preventative maintenance. In June, I’ll be seeing what can be done surgery-wise for my lower gums. Go me. Or something.
But seriously, how can anyone say that the human body is intelligently designed? What “designer” would place such delicate and sensitive organs such as testicles on the outside of a human’s body?! That’s just begging for an injury! “Intelligent design”, my skidplate!