Two and a half hour session in the dentist's chair this afternoon that started off with "Oops, sorry" and a nice big drill hole in the bottom of my tongue, and it just got more fun from there. asghajgadjdfgusfgajkfhklj!!!!! Anyway, going back to bed and curling in a fetal ball now.
So I have a really good excuse right now for why I haven't replied if you've posted me. Will be on later this evening when I wake up.
Hey, nothing worse can happen today, right? And the bright side: I eat ice cream all weekend.
So I have a really good excuse right now for why I haven't replied if you've posted me. Will be on later this evening when I wake up.
Hey, nothing worse can happen today, right? And the bright side: I eat ice cream all weekend.
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Re: Where does the red fern grow? Damned if I can remember.
Ick on foot drills. Hope they had access to now frowned upon methods of pain killing.
Thank you--I am better today. I just don't know if I've chosen an incompetent dentist or if what I'm dealing with with all the repeated novocaine shots, some due to defective needles, and painful drilling still, and wondering if your teeth are being over shaved, and slip ups that lead to tongue drilling, is all par for the course--it's not trusting the person who you're putting permanent parts of your body into the care of that is unsettling in an ongoing way.