My Dentist, My Confessor
In my world, going to the dentist is like going to confession. "Bless me doctor, for I have sinned. It has been 8 years since I last went to the dentist." Or something like that. Except I think it's been longer since I've actually been to a dentist.
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"Bless me doctor for I have very thin enamel and lousy insurance..."
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There's something about someone pawing around in your mouth. It's a pretty vulnerable state to be in...and then there's the BIG QUESTION...that you KNOW they already know........"Have you been flossing???" I confess father...I haven't flossed every single day!
Dentists are very good peeps...although I wish they had a lower price tag!
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