Ok, kids. I'll admit it... I'm afraid of the dentist! So afraid, in fact, I think I'd rather have my leg broke than have my teeth cleaned.
I've been putting off having my wisdoms out since I was 16 (I'm almost 25, so you do the math). They've finally flared up enough to where I dont have a choice, and they must go!
I'm scared senseless. I teared up on the way home yesterday just thinking about it. I have dreams about my teeth being pulled, and I wake myself up with apprehension. Tuesday morning is rapidly approaching, and I want to chicken out SOOOOO bad. But I must not. I must be an adult. Yeesh.
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