….than go to the dentist! Seriously! I had more anxiety about my dental appointment today than I do about losing most of my stomach next month. And, I’m thinkin’ that the dentist….
a) needs to have a massaging chair, and…
b) should team up with the massage place and give you a package deal
My first stop on the way home was Body Works Massage and I’m gonna be back there at 2 this afternoon. My neck and shoulders are all tensed up and I’ve got a headache. Waaaaaa!!!! What I DON’T have is a crown. More Waaaaaa!!!! Once the dentist removed my filling, he discovered that my tooth is cracked all the way down and…..well, I don’t know the rest ‘cuz I told him to just STOP! I don’t want to know. The bottom line is that he won’t be able to save the tooth. It doesn’t have to come out right away unless it starts to give me trouble…….
……I just don’t want to think about it. If I wasn’t so numb, I’d go dive into a big margarita right now. I think I’ll go cuddle a puppy instead….
(Perhaps I should explain that, as a child, I had a tooth filled and the novacaine didn’t work. The dentist yelled at me and told me to sit still and stop crying. Going to the dentist has been a traumatic thing ever since)