Today I am flying my freak flag. Look at me I am a nut. What made me one step closer to a padded room you ask? The DENTIST! I ventured to the dentist today in an effort to pay for another of the many office
Every visit starts off the same - that nasty gritty polish! With all the technology today you'd think they could come up with some way to polish your teeth without that nasty grit! It is gross - kind of like eating a handful of sand. Can anyone enjoy that??? Then they cram that large gag inducing plastic thing in your mouth to take x-rays. So I am covered up with a lead vest with drool starting to seep out the corners of my mouth. I count backwards from 10 to 1 so that I don't gag and chuck all over the new floors (that my root canal in December paid for). Yes I am a glamour queen.
My poor dentist - he is so very nice to me - I think they have flagged my file with a red sticker that says "freak, nut case, loony bin escapee". He offers me sedatives with every visit. Do you think that is for me or for him?
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Flying my freak flag!
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2 comments:
your title made me laugh! Oh and i soo relate to the fear of dentist thing :(
I personally think we dental phobics need a 12 step program. If you need a laugh, remember there are people afraid of styromfoam and garden dwarfs --I saw it all on Tyra!
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