Friday, April 27, 2001


I left the dentist this morning relatively unscathed. The hygenist was a little overenthusiastic with the ice pick thingy though. At one point she asks..."How is the flossing going? You doing that?" I am thinking... "WHAT?!! You can't tell?!!"

Everything was great 'til the dentist mentioned that maybe I should see an oral surgeon to have my wisdom teeth evaluated (if they need removed). What am I supposed say to that? "Oooh have teeth ripped from my mouth? Fun! Oral surgeon? He sounds friendly!" I started to gasp for air as I sat there thinking about it.

Why? Why must I have them taken out? They cause me no problems. Ohhhh....I hope Dr. Oral Surgeon thinks so too.

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