oh, great

I lost part of a tooth last night.

I don’t know if it was a filling, or a crown, or just part of my tooth, but it only took one wrong bite of a handful of Emerald Honey Roasted Peanuts, and now I have only part of a molar, and the part that’s left is jagged and sharp and is shredding my tongue even as we speak.

Which means, horror of horrors, I have to go to the dentist.

I hate the dentist.

No, really.

Dentists are scarier than clowns. Scarier than the Wizard of Oz. Crazy scary.

So Himself is going to make me an appointment with his dentist, who he says is very cool. Hah. Like that’s even POSSIBLE. He’s also going to go with me. And he promises they’ll give me drugs, which will definitely be required to even get me into the dentist’s chair.

Wish me luck.


11 thoughts on “oh, great

  1. oh gosh, good luck. I stayed away from dentists for years, then found a dentist I liked, stopped liking him, and finally, finally found a guy who’s a real professional and who keeps me laughing, who’s kind and respectful and caring. Thank goodness, because I’ve seen a lot of him in the last year.

    But if Mr. Himself is happy with his dentist, then go for it! And hang in there. I bet they’ll take very good care of you. And then go out and get yourself a nice treat afterwards. Let us know how it goes.

  2. Good luck!

    I have good and bad terrible experiences with dentist but what is a constant is that I never needed any type of drug for the pain (due to a bad “wiring” of the nerves in my mouth, I guess)… πŸ˜‰

    Anyway, I’m sending you good virtual vibes to you! πŸ™‚

  3. Come over here to London, Kelly! My dentist is brilliant; the best I’ve ever had; so good that when he moved his practice I still go there although it means most of a morning off work. Quite seriously I have had a medical oral specialist say, quite unprompted, he does the best dentistry the guy ever sees! And no they’ve never even met, so it isn’t an old pals act! I too used to hate the dentist; now I enjoy going; I even take the guy my finished-with science mags to read. πŸ™‚
    But good luck; hope it all works out OK. πŸ™‚

  4. I’m on my third dentist! My first was just mean and didn’t get me enough anthestic (then couldn’t work out why I kept biting his finger!)

    Second was okay but decided that I was no longer able to be a patient under the NHS so I moved to number 3!

    Number 3 is lovely! He’s also a friend through church – so I kinda get mates rates! He said I was ok and so he’d see me in a year which means I don’t need to go until September – although I might need to go cos I am having trouble 😦 I keep grinding my teeth in my sleep 😦 so I need to ask what he reccomends)

  5. Good luck Buddy wud. I usually hang out until I can see the LOVELIEST DENTIST IN THE WORLD in Australia. “Ruth of the fabulous pink lipstick”. I really look forward to my visits to her.

  6. I was very brave. Although it did help that the dentist’s office had been forewarned and were incredibly solicitous. They telegraphed their every move:

    “Kelly, this is going to look like a syringe, but it’s NOT, ok?”

    which I found to be a TREMENDOUS help. Of course, it also helped that they delayed the introduction of the pointy, hurty instruments to my NEXT appointment, which is bright and early on Wednesday morning.

    I shall be strong.


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