Sigh. It's very lowering to admit you're afraid of going to the dentist when you're sixty-two years old, but there you have it. I suffer a lot of pain when they're messing with my mouth. And I'm not very tolerant with pain.
Ah, well. Guess I'll put on my big girl panties and get on with it.
In other news, my younger son and his girlfriend got married yesterday! When I pointed out it was Valentine's Day, he admitted that was part of the reason they picked the date so he wouldn't forget when their anniversary was. That's my boy! Felicitations to Tony and Frankie! I love y'all!
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I spent a great deal of time at the dentist when I was a kid enduring the joy of braces so any 'scare' factor has gon. But, in sayign that I haven't been in ages...
ReplyDeleteCongrats to your son and his new wife! And I'm with you, very dental-phobic!
ReplyDelete@ Amarinda...exactly. But the new dentist seems to be a nice lady.
ReplyDelete@Julia--at least this one believes in anesthesia. I may survive.
Congrats to the newlyweds:)
ReplyDeleteI have my 6 month checkup the 27th...haven't flossed since before Thanksgiving, so am expecting a mild scolding....