Whining about your dentist is a blogging stapple. Lucky for you, I’m pro-staple.
“Are you ok?”
This is the great rhetorical dental question of our time. I love it.
No offense to any women dentists out there, but this is the point in the post where I pretend to be something I’m not, and slip into the vernacular of the “real man.”
I love it because I think it…
I have the day off today. The day had many possibilities, until I felt guilty about taking so much time off for doctors’ appointments during work hours. This guilt made me schedule an appointment with my dentist for a filling this morning.
Worse, I made it for early in the morning. So now I have the rest of the day off, I’m tired, my jaw hurts from the constant requests to “open…