Teeth: Not one tooth but two freaking out. My mouth is falling apart. I sense a number of root canals in my near future. Also Valium, and possibly conscious sedation, because I just. Can't. Do it without. Please, dear Jesus, let me make it to Wednesday
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It makes me feel like I am a wuss. I have delivered babies without drugs and I can tell you I would rather have a baby then go for a cleaning.
That being said, when I go it is never as bad as I think it will be. Don't get me wrong, I am still terrified but my dentist is great and gentle and sweet. I is not so much the pain of the dentist, it is the unreasonable TERROR I feel about going.
Breathe deep and medicate. That is all I have to say. I when it is done you will feel better. Really.
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Amusing to me at least, I initially read the second paragraph as a request for a fic of that type, and immediately thought to rec Trece to you, until I got to the last sentence and realized that's what you were doing. CSI mindmeld for the win.
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