God bless our dentist’s office for calling to remind people that they have an appointment the following day. After that meeting I listened to the message and thought, “Yikes! I hope I don’t forget that.”
At work this morning I looked at our communication log and thought, “Yikes! I forgot about it already! Thanks, Lauren From The Past for writing it down.” Throughout the day people reminded me, for which I am grateful.
I had three cavities to be fixed. Two were in the same spot – where two molars touch.
The experience was partly cool, but mostly awful. Things have changed since I last had work done. Now they give you sunglasses so your retinas don’t burn out staring at the lights, and they also gave me some sort of jaw brace (think old-school eraser) to bite on to keep my mouth open.
Other than that, same story. Same cactus-like dried tongue just hanging out in my mouth not knowing what to do, same eyes drying out because I don’t blink – I just stare straight up toward my brain (though now I can see the weave of the dentist’s shirt reflected in the sunglasses), and a super-duper bonus, my stuck ear bones turn the drilling and grinding into a ‘my head is stuck in a race car engine’ experience.
Floss. Just floss.
(I will forget to floss.)