I have a dentist appointment in two days. I’m feeling anxious about it to say the least. I hate going to the dentist. That’s why I’ve avoided it for the past 6 years, using the fact I had no dental coverage to save me from going. Well, now I have dental coverage and I have mustered up the courage to make the appointment. I made this appointment a month ago, so there’s no excuses.
I was going to tell them as soon as I got there to not even think about poking me with that awful sharp poker tool they shove up in your teeth. I’m scared to death that the damn thing will get stuck every single time.
I’m trying to get over that fear though.
They say the best way to get over something is to face it head-on, right?
Well, that’s what I’ve decided to do. I’ve decide to go in there on Wednesday with my fear in my back pocket, ready to pull out at a moment’s notice. But I’d rather just keep it back there. So, we shall see.
Wish me luck – I may need it to get out of there alive!