So, I've always loved the dentist.
Today I went to the dentist.
I did not love it.
I usually get there about 15 minutes early and read Parenting Magazine until my name is called. Today there was no Parenting Magazine. (I know I'm not a parent, but seriously it's the best magazine ever.) We were already off to a bad start.
I've always had the same hygienist, let's call her Sally (I don't know her actual name). Today, Sally walked into the waiting room and called some guy's name and took him away to clean his teeth. I was so sad.
Some other lady called my name, and as I walked with her back into the cleaning room, I walked by Sally. We passed each other in slow motion and made eye contact, saying "I wish I was there with you" Okay not really.
Anyway. This other lady was nice. But she talked really quietly and half the time I couldn't hear what she was saying so I either said "What?" "Okay" or laughed a little. Then she decided to use some tool that I've never seen before.
It was kind of like the pokey thing, but it was mechanical. It made loud squeaky noises and when she did the back teeth, it made my ears ring. I was so uncomfortable and sad the whole time.
I'm so disapointed.
But on the bright side!
Still no cavities! :)
And I got a new toothbrush, travel toothpaste, and floss!
In a Garfield bag!
Today, Mere also wrote a post about Dental Hygiene. What a coinky-dink!
Have a great day, my friends!