I feel crappy. I have a toothache. I hunted down a dentist this morning and I have to have a cavity filled. He didn't look at my whole mouth today, just the sore spot, I'm sure there is lots more dentistry in my near future, maybe. I am TOTALLY afraid of going to the dentist. The ONLY reason I dragged myself there today was because we are going away on Sunday and I didn't want to be stuck up at the cottage with a dental emergency.
I had to fill out a form. On it they asked what did you like best about your last dentist?? I said "nothing". The form asked what is most important to you in a dental office and I said "lots of drugs". When the dental hygenist started to tell me what she was going to do tomorrow I told her to "stop, I don't need to know". When the very nice receptionist offered a tour of the office before I left, I asked her if she was crazy!!! he he he "NO! I don't want a tour, I don't want to know!!".
Oh, and I cried. Quiet tears, not real bawling, but I cried. The only good thing was that when you cry at the dentist's office you don't even need to wait in the waiting room, for some reason they rush you right in!!! :) LOL!!!
The ladies were all very nice, and thank goodness, they all had a really great sense of humour. If they didn't work in a dentist's office I would probably even like them.
I have drugs to get me there tomorrow. I need them.
Ok, I can't think about it anymore.
What does a girl do when she's trying to keep occupied and not think about scarey dentists??? Make totes, of course.
The only thing I did a little differently was change the shape a little bit. They are a little narrower at the top than the bottom. It's not very noticeable, but I like them.
Wish me good luck tomorrow. No, wait, wish the dental office staff good luck tomorrow!!!!!!!!!