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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Stressin' on the Dentist

Tomorrow I'm visiting my dentist to have two fillings replaced. Two! I have probably mentioned here before my fear of having my teeth worked on. My childhood was riddled with dentist visits - I had problems with my teeth pretty much from day one, as my baby teeth had no enamel. I think I had my first fillings before I was four years old. Needless to say, a dentist visit produces some anxiety. If I could be knocked out or put into some kind of altered state, I'd be so happy... isn't it ridiculous that's considered near barbaric anymore?! Guess that rules out Jack Daniels as well. Damn.

5 comments:

Ken said...

I can't stand going to the dentist. I think I reschedule each appointment a minimum of four times before Keds finally threatens to take me there herself.

Vegas Princess said...

Oh I am sorry. My hubby hates the dentist too. He freaks out anytime he has to go. But I never minded the dentist until I had a dentist filling in for a sick hygenist and he massacured my teeth while he cleaned them. Now I am bit gun shy. I hope you do okay.

Barbara said...

good luck! at least you are getting it over with :)

New White Keds said...

I hope it went well. I will look forward to a call telling me how horrible it was; and I PROMISE I will be supportive and understanding -=- even though I seem to be having trouble with that these days. I will pull it together, for YOU.

An80sNut said...

I'm sure that you could hit the JD before going in. B) Thankfully, I've only had a few fillings. I'm sure the worst is ahead of me. Good luck, hon.