Yesterday I left work a bit early for an appointment a had with my periodontist. I left a bit early to give myself time to go home for a courtesy teeth brushing and gargle, and also a trip by the ATM in anticipation of bowling night. As I was driving there, I got a call. Continue reading
So the other day I posted about a dream I had, which was unusual because I don’t typically remember the specifics of my dreams. It does happen from time to time though, and often it seems I dream that my teeth have fallen out, are in the process of falling out, or just anything terrible involving my teeth. Usually this results in several days of intense dental hygiene. So I have this terrible fear of my teeth rotting out of my head, but I also have a fear of dentists.
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