No, no, today I have to face bum, bum, bum the DENTIST.
Yall, I'm terrified.
It's true, I am afraid of the dentist. Dentaphobia...according to Wickepedia...although I'm not sure that my fear is that severe.
I even read this article yesterday to prepare. Not that reading articles cures fears. I'm still scared. Though I am following tip 9 by insisting my husband take me. Really, if he wasn't going, I don't know if I'd make it there.
This all began with going to the dentist my grandma worked for in Michigan...way back when we visited Michigan 2 or so times a year, we'd go to the dentist while we were there. It was all jolly and fun, coloring in the coloring books and reading Kid's Nature Magazines... till I got in that chair, saw the terrifying utensils and heard them poking and prodding my teeth, filling those foam things with that orange flavoring foam that made my stomach just curl, asking when I last flossed (yeah, I'm awful at that,but I brush teeth like nobody's business) then then finding the dreaded cavity (or cavities!).
I have nightmares of hearing the drills and ohh all I can remember is staring at some awful artwork on the wall and the low window, begging for some distraction so it could all stop. The only thing that made it better was my grandpa taking us to get Wendy's frostys afterward.
I'm shuddering even now.
Then I think about how that dentist was convinced I had great teeth and wouldn't need braces...score! Or so I thought...my junior (almost senior) year of high school my mom dragged me to a new dentist in Houston and this guy thought otherwise...there was no way I was getting braces then...I was much too concerned about my
Thanks to not having full health insurance... I've successfully avoided going to the dentist...and it's probably embarrassing how long that's been...let's not think about it...this new dentist surely isn't going to like me.
This is not going to be a good morning...send a prayer for me if you will.
Dear husband, I may be 23 but I'll still be needing that Wendy's frosty.
*Tune in tomorrow for the load-down of the Quinceañera I attended and helped out with, along with a story about how my mom and I crashed a wedding...without realizing it. yeah, that's a good story
AND so I don't end on a depressing note, a cool video showing you 25 ways to tie a scarf in like 4 minutes! Marvelous! How did I not know about this video till yesterday?