Aug 16, 2006 19:12
I have to go to the dentist tomorrow.
Don't get me wrong, I have a great dentist. She understands dental paranoia and tries to deal with her patients neuroses delicately. At least she always has with me. But it's the hygienists!! The one I have for my checkup tomorrow is the same one I was trying to avoid by changing my appointment, but I got stuck with her again! I mean, she's a perfectly nice person, but she's a little too eager to use the scrapy, hooky thingy. I admit my teeth are a bit of a challenge, but she really goes for the gusto with that thing and invariably, after she's done digging into my gums, she says "Well, you've go some bleeding here" Really? Because I was fine until you started looking for the Lost Ark in my gum line. Plus I'm concerned that a crown is loose and that I may have a cavity. If it's only a cavity I'll dance a jig. I'm really afraid it will be a case of "You need another crown!" at 500 bucks a pop AFTER insurance. I can't afford it. There is a chance that I'm freaking out over nothing, but I just have this sneaking suspicion. I hate my retarded mouth.