I survived going to the dentist this morning. Ha! Actually, it wasn't that bad because it was just my routine cleaning which means I get to see Suzanne. She is an AMAZING dental hygienist and after my last cleaning I discovered she is also a fellow blogger. So when I got there this morning we had a lot to chat about.
You have to understand why I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Suzanne so much. I have been petrified of the dentist since I was little. Long story... let's just say REALLY bad experience. If there is a horror film about dentists then my childhood dentist was the star.
The first time I saw Suzanne, hubs went with me, I had to take anti-anxiety medication and I was gripping the arms of her chair so hard I think she had to replace them. I think she had to say, "Please open wide." at least 500 times. Donald went with me every time until last time when Little Guy went with me. Today I went to the dentist for the first time EVER by myself. I know this sounds ridiculous, but you would have to know how petrified I was. Even Suzanne was proud. She said she was going to give me a GOLD STAR! (I am going to settle for meeting for coffee at Barnes & Noble!!)
I may make her hold my hand when I have to go back Thursday for my crown. i grind my teeth really badly. I wear a mouth guard at night and I still grind my teeth. Bad enough that I cracked ANOTHER tooth. So, I have to go back Thursday and get that taken care of. My fear of going to see Suzanne is well taken care of.... my fear of seeing my actual dentist. Not so much.
Oh, hubs! Clear the schedule! I need someone to hold my hand!
P.S. Hey, Suzanne! Your sneak peak for tomorrow is.... "Choose your side of the bed!" Psalm 113