Least Fun Ever

What is your least favorite thing in the entire universe? Mine is the dentist. It’s that water sprayer and air blower thing. It makes this noise that goes up my spine worse than fingers on chalk or styrofoam squeaking. I get goosebumps and chills and shakes. Ugh.

It also doesn’t help that my first dentist was what I would have to call technically not good. And I ended up with braces. Twice. And retainers. And a cracked tooth that fell off a lot. So when I grew up I got a better dentist, at least tried. There were many failed attempts to get that right. But then my hubby bought me some fake teeth to fix the cracked one and others, and I thought I was in the clear.

While you are goofing around on the internet reading this tomorrow, I will be thoroughly sedated as my crowns and caps and the veneer that chipped (a completely unrelated tooth to the OTHER chipped one, injured VIA cucumber salad at a cookout this weekend) are all going to be dealt with for once and for all. And while I look forward to finally finding a great dentist (my cleaning was painless) and the drugs should help, I am going to have a rough couple days. Hopefully I’ll never have another messed up tooth again.

Pity me, please. 😦


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