go to the dentist (well I don't want to, but I should)

It only took four weeks and three phone calls to accomplish this. (what kind of sadistic dentist makes you set up an appointment via answering machine??) Actually getting myself physically to the dentist should be the easy part. I have some gum issues that I’m concerned about, but otherwise I’m hoping for the best.

and thank goodness for health insurance!!

The needle hurt a little bit but the whole thing was over in half an hour. I have no idea what I was so worried about! :)

to record this. Four hours divided into three appointments. YAY I AM MY OWN PERSONAL HERO!!! I am convinced that my brain would be jellied by the vibrations. My dentist laughs at the idea.

Ha. Dentists.

Ha.

I know I need at least one filling. Funnily enough, while I’m not exactly thrilled to be going to the dentist, it scares me less than acupuncture…

cost nearly eighty bucks at the dental school and missed the whole day of work to sit and wait for an opening yesterday. Two fillings and telling of for waitings so long. (three years since my root canal)

but even though I really want to I’m not crossing this off because of course now I’ve survived and feel forever indebted to the dentist, I agreed to go again.

Didn’t actually make a next appointment mind.

if you’re following my progress on the internet, but I have actually been doing my bit for Halloween. I only went and broke one of my front teeth (proving my point about baguettes being called bastards) and am on the verge of looking like a total witch because if I try and eat something it’ll go.

Not one out of 102 dentists in the yellow pages could see me, but 101 of them were delighted to tell me ‘c’est impossible’ in that dismissive “should have brushed your teeth better or got a job in a Dental Surgery” way that only people who have spent too long in the company of dentists know how.

I think I have officially warped time reality by stepping into a nightmare scenario whereby my front tooth is falling out. Walking naked down the sidewalk and turning over the exam paper to realize you haven’t studied for it are currently sounding appealing.

Just imagine nice crusty baguette with nice oniony burger smothered in onion, ketchup, mayo, mustard…kerrunch…and then you sort of wake up and ..it’s a bank holiday, your tooth is falling out and you have two Very Important Presentations (aka smiling at random people) to do at the end of the week.

Never mind that your microwave blew up, all your phone lines are mysteriously dead and your roofman says you should sue because neither of the two rooves you have up there actually protect against water.

Can someone enlighten me as to what I did wrong? Or at least tell me I’m forward paying someone else’s karma?

great. i don’t want any more wisdom
ROFLOL

i don’t want my teeth to hurt again, or to GET CROOKED ONCE AGAIN….
sigh
i should go, shouldn’t i??

:’(

so I look up what they are likely to do to me if I go

aaargh

so I’m certainly not going to Thailand.

i went because i (very literally) felt like my teeth were going to fall out of my mouth. granted, i just needed a cleaning, but they wound up being two very intense, rather painful cleanings. the dentist & hygenist were surprised that was all i needed, knowing how much time had passed between visits.

my mom hated the dentist, so she was bad about making us go.

take it from me: keep up with your visits! it’ll save you in the long run.