The Cure to bad breath is essentially simple...
It basically starts with maintaining very good oral health. If you stop bacteria from making a home in your mouth, by flossing and brushing regularly, you'll go a long way in finding a permanent
cure to bad breath.
You'll also want to make tongue scraping a regular part of your oral hygiene routine as a cure to bad breath.
And I don't mean brushing your tongue with your toothbrush. You need a good tongue scraper that was specifically designed to clean up fungi, leftover food particles and dead cells from your
tongue.
If you've ever wondered why your breath sometimes smells like rotten eggs, it's because the bacteria on your tongue produces a stinky sulphur mixture on the back of your tongue. If you don't
scrape this sulphur gunk off of your tongue correctly, you'll never find a cure to bad breath.
Most bad breath "scholars" agree that this sulphur mix accounts for the majority of the reason we have bad breath. If you need a recommendation for the perfect tongue scraper, go here:
Perfect Tongue Scraper.
Also, when you are able to determine the root cause of your bad breath dilemma, you will surely be able to point out the proper cure for it. But, remember that consulting with your dentist is
always a better choice in finding the root cure to bad breath.
"Sure... I loved her. She was smart, attractive, polite and a total demon in the sack. Unfortunately, the perfection ended there. So what`s the problem, you ask? Simple...she had a garbage mouth. No, I don`t mean she cursed like a sailor, I mean her mouth literally smelled like garbage. Beauty can hide a great many things, but it can`t mask bad breath. Those sweet nothings whispered late at night into one`s ear aren`t nearly so sweet when it smells like you are lying in a dumpster. B.O. I could have handled. She was that beautiful. An uneven temperament would have been acceptable considering all her other great qualities. Even a Cindy Crawford "beauty mark" (known to us common folk as a mole) with three long hairs hanging off of it would probably not have deterred my affection. Bad breath, however, is something I can`t stomach. I often wondered, "how can she not know?" It wasn`t as though she had a little problem. This was the kind of bad breath that showed itself in a brightly lit room. I could swear that after a half-hour make out session, my face would stink. There`s really no way to handle a situation such as this. I tried the old, "I`ve got gum, would you like a stick?", but to no avail. My next option was, "I`ve got a toothbrush, some floss and a bottle of Listerine...care to give it a try?" but luckily it never got that far. She could sense that something wasn`t right between us. Maybe it was the way I winced whenever she spoke to me. Maybe it was the way I avoided being close to her face. Maybe it was the welder`s mask I wore on our last date. I can`t be certain, but I do know that it relieved me to no end when she told me it just wasn`t working out between us. It relieved me even more that she told me over the phone."
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A young couple decided to wed. As the big day approached, they grew apprehensive. Each had a problem they had never before shared with anyone, not even each other.
The Groom-to-be, hoping to overcome his fear, decided to ask his father for advice. “Father,” he said, “I am deeply concerned about the success of my marriage.”
His father replied, “Do you love this girl?”
“Oh yes, very much,” he said,” but you see, I have very smelly feet, and I’m afraid that my fiancé will be put off by them.”
“No problem,” said dad, “all you have to do is wash your feet as often as possible, and always wear socks, even to bed.” Well, to him this seemed a workable solution.
The bride-to-be, overcoming her fear, decided to discuss her problem with her mom.” Mom,” she said, “When I wake up in the morning my breath is truly awful.”
“Honey,” her mother consoled, “everyone has bad breath in the morning.”
“No, you don’t understand. My morning breath is so bad, I’m afraid that my fiancé will not want to sleep in the same room with me.”
Her mother said simply, “In the morning, get straight out of bed, and head for the kitchen and make breakfast. While the family is busy eating, go to the bathroom and brush your teeth. The key is, not to say a word until you’ve brushed your teeth.”
“I shouldn’t say good morning or anything?” the daughter asked.
“Not a word,” her mother affirmed.
“Well, it’s certainly worth a try,” she thought.
The loving couple were finally married. Not forgetting the advice each had received, he with his perpetual socks and she with her morning silence, they managed quite well. That is, until about six months later. Shortly before dawn one morning, the husband wakes with a start to find that one of his socks had come off. Fearful of the consequences, he frantically searches the bed. This, of course, wakes his bride and without thinking, she asks, “What on earth are you doing?”
“Oh, my god,” he replies, “you’ve swallowed my sock!”