Seriously. Okay, I have to admit, I really do like my dentist. My motto used to be, if it doesn't hurt, I'm not going. Now, I go faithfully ever six months. He's the BEST! As a matter of fact, I've been going to him since 1995 and I am no longer afraid to go. He's gentle and kind. He has a good sense of humor and he probably loves me ~ I'm paying for at least 1 of his 3 kids college education! Aaaand, even though he doesn't have to anymore, he still calls me the day after I've had work done, to see if I'm doing okay.
Even so, I still don't like having dental work done. I guess it's not so much the pain now as it is the money. Good grief. Plus, it's never easy for me. It's never just a filling. (rolling my eyes) It's always a crown. Maybe I have 6 or 7 teeth that are still natural. I HATE MY TEETH! My man has ONE cavity his whole entire life. Why is that fair? Huh? Why? Well, it's NOT. Grrrrrrrr. Do you know how much a crown costs?????? And there is no such thing as good dental insurance anymore. *sigh*
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