Rach in real life

On Monday I was supposed to go to the dentist, but my sister decided she wanted my appointment instead. So, we traded appointments.

On Tuesday I went to the dentist, only to find that my appointment had been given to someone else. A small misunderstanding.

On Wednesday I went to the dentist, and it was for reals. I had a laughing good time, and was complimented over and over for my impeccable brushing and flossing skills. On my way out, the receptionist was like, oh yeah… you need another appointment. You have a cavity. And I was like huh?? OK.

On Thursday I took a rest from the dentist.

On Friday I went to the dentist, and they went straight to work on a tiny spot of decay. Bubblegum flavored topical anesthetic is not too bad… except for the part where it turns as bitter as a jealous ex-boyfriend. They proceeded with the real stuff, and I sat there, comfortably numb and waiting for the deed to be done. Dr. gets drilling and finds a “treasure chest of cavities” that was mysteriously invisible in the x-rays from Wednesday. So, he goes on and drills what feels like the grand canyon into the side of my tooth. I can’t feel a thing, save some pressure here and there, and my vision is scrambled and shaky from the vibrations of the drill. Weird. Did I mention that it tasted horrible? Anyways, he fills it all up, then we have a good laugh about my feet and how I should get a Hoveround so that I don’t have to be a posterchild for celebrating the golden-oldie years in my twenties… not that keeping a garden, reading, knitting, and sewing are geriatric lady activities or anything…

People always talk about how they hate going to the dentist’s office. I say it’s not so bad…

And now, for your viewing pleasure I present a Hoveround commercial. I know, it’s two minutes long, but you only need to watch the first few seconds to get a kick out of it!

What do you think? Should I get a Hoveround??!?!?!

[RACHEL]

ps. the countdown to New Hampshire has now entered the single digits… I love it!!