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the taste of iron
Feb. 11th, 2008 01:20 pmAfter I come home from the dentist, I always feel guilty about anything I put in my mouth. At least they don't make me feel bad about the flinching and tensing and holding my breath while they are just cleaning my teeth.
There aren't new problems, just the same old ones. I need to have two more crowns done on my lower teeth, to the tune of $3360. I'm trying to put that off as long as possible because it is a large chunk of money and the thought of being in there makes me feel light headed.
We leave for South Carolina on Friday. I am nervous. There is flying involved, and meeting people I don't know. I know, I know. Mike's family has been perfectly lovely to me and I have nothing to be afraid of here. Still, it is hard to shake a bad habit.
There aren't new problems, just the same old ones. I need to have two more crowns done on my lower teeth, to the tune of $3360. I'm trying to put that off as long as possible because it is a large chunk of money and the thought of being in there makes me feel light headed.
We leave for South Carolina on Friday. I am nervous. There is flying involved, and meeting people I don't know. I know, I know. Mike's family has been perfectly lovely to me and I have nothing to be afraid of here. Still, it is hard to shake a bad habit.