A few weeks ago Madison was trying to feed me a jelly-belly while I was driving, she gasped suddenly and exclaimed that she could see a huge cavity in one of my back teeth! Oh MAN!! I HATE going to the dentist!! But I know that I am well over due for a check-up (4 years) and if I truly had a cavity big enough for others to see, then it's only a matter of time before I enter the tooth-ache stage.
When I arrived at the dentist office on Monday I explained that my 4-year absence was not personal, simply a phobia I have towards those sharp pokey instruments he uses.
GUESS WHAT?! Besides x-rays this dentist now uses a LASER to check for cavities instead of relying only on those painful sadistic tools! Is that way cool, of what? And more good news... the obvious cavity in my back tooth is an old cavity that has dis-colored. Yay!
Now the bad news...
I have SEVEN cavities.
Oh my gosh.
I didn't have a single cavity until I was in my 20's.
I'm so embarrassed.
The dentist gave me a speech about coming in for an annual check up. Like that would have made me have less cavities? I don't think so.
I have to go on Monday for my first of three visits to have all these suckers filed. Yuck.