Our whole family has spent a lot of time at the dentist lately. We've all had cleanings. That's it for Frank and Ernest. They haven't had any cavities in their adult teeth yet.
Being, ah, "mature," the HH and I have old fillings that need to be replaced. He's had a few things done.
Apparently my need is worse than his. I have a mouth full of very old fillings. Was the water not fluoridated where I grew up? I remember years of taking little white fluoride pills. The dentist is going through my whole mouth, section by section. On Wed. I go in for part three: 3 crowns and a filling. Uuuuuuggggghhhhhh! But then I'll have movie star molars in 3/4 of my mouth.
3 comments:
Oh no! Dental. Work. Is. Not. Fun!
Sorry you have to go thru all of that unpleaseantness.
OH honey! I'm sorry. I have bad teeth too and don't envy you in the least. Ask for gas. That always helps.
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