8.26.2006
Toothache.
I have a confession. Even after having two children, my fear of the dentist persists. I am completely terrified of him. Of course, not having been to one for the 4 years I've been married doesn't help. Thursday I got a toothache. It went away. It came back. Now I HAVE to go to the fearsome mouth-torturer they call the dentist. 11:30 today. My fate is sealed. I will resign myself to it, and pray for courage. Not a happy second post on the new blog I know. It can only get better from here...or after the next post when I report the diagnosis I guess. I'll let you know how it goes....if I survive that is.
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2 comments:
oh dear, i hope your dentist doesn't hurt. In my experience, dentists SHOULD NEVER HURT. If yours does i hope you have the courage to change dentists, not just the courage to go.
I hope that you don't have to pay outrageously for dental work as well, and that the ache is a simple cavity! take care and try to imagine that you are in a spa chair as they lean you back!
best of luck,
Janie
Awww you poor pitiful thing! It's the babies. They suck the calcium out of you. It is your fate. Don't try to fight it...the dentist will always win. Take courage. We feel your pain.
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