The Dentist

Today Grace and I (and Lizzy actually) went to hell (and by hell I mean the dentist.)  I have never liked the dentist, EVER.  It always leaves a bad taste in your mouth, it hurts, and it smells bad in the office.  My dentist tries to make conversation while my mouth is wide open and she is scraping at my teeth (making that dreaded sound-like nails against a chalkboard-may I add.)  She is a nice woman but a perfectionist in all aspects of life and in the office is no different.  I think she probably has about 25 customers, 20 of which I am related to.  We usually have a lot to talk about but today there was a man installing shelves so the drilling sound kind of inhibited any sort of conversation (fine by me.)   Grace went first and mouthed, "help me" as she walked back into the waiting area.  I took a deep breath, and walked back there.  In the middle of the cleaning she picked up her hand and it was covered in blood.  She was wearing gloves but still, I saw blood.  My eyes grew wide, ummm I thought she was supposed to be cleaning my teeth, not ripping my gums completely apart from my teeth!  It was painful (I'm a baby when it comes to pain) but it was over in about 10 mins and I was cavity free, thank goodness!  Next time I have to go back there is June.  It will feel like way shorter when the time comes but I'm grateful for the 6 months I don't have to go back there.. I hope none of you have to go to the dentist any time soon!