Le Dentist

I actually have a few blogs that haven't been posted.... S'pose I should get on that.

Today's topic is Le Dentist. I haven't seen a dentist since I was 15 or so. My parents couldn't really afford to, so my grandparents took my sister and I to get some check ups. At that time I was told my wisdom teeth would need to be removed at some point. I don't remember much else about it.

Ever since I had my kids I have thought about getting these darned wisdom teeth out. They are painful, and crooked, and likely causing cavities and bullshit in my mouth.

Every time I think about it, I think about the whole labour and birthing experience. Mostly the part where I freaked the fuck out and was afraid for my life. Why? Not a damn clue. I was scared shitless of getting the c-section, the epidural, the whole damn thing.

Last year I had to have a procedure done at the hospital and they told me they were going to put me out for it. I thought I was fine. I thought the problem with the whole "we're gonna cut your kids out of you" experience was that I was left awake. No. Oh hell no. That was clearly not the problem. I freaked the fuck out, once again. Luckily the nurse was great and calmed my ass down.

So now that I've been through these things I think I can do this. I actually saved a bunch of money for Christmas and didn't use it all so I told myself that after the immense amount of holiday spending was over, I was going to get my damn teeth looked at.

I had a consult a couple of weeks ago. They didn't help my fear at all... This week I have a cleaning. We shall see where things go from here.

If I could draw a picture it would be one of those stick figures and it would be Le Dentist: la de da... le me: OMFG@#$^%&#^&%$&