More good luck...

If there is one place I hate going more than anywhere else in the world, it would have to be the dentist. I never had any cavities as a child, so I guess I didn't have a whole lot of experience learning how to be tough in the dental chair.  I got my first cavity when I was about twenty-six years old and I cried like it was a death sentence.  I had my second cavity about two years ago, and ended up having to get the tooth crowned.

Well, about a month ago, that same tooth began hurting anytime I ate anything hot or cold.  I tried to pretty much ignore it for a while.  I mentioned it to Brent and he said "You probably just need a root canal."  JUST NEED A ROOT CANAL?  ARE YOU KIDDING ME?  I WILL HAVE TO BE COMPLETELY PUT TO SLEEP TO DEAL WITH A ROOT CANAL.  "Well it's better than losing your tooth," he replied. OMG  Needless to say, this was enough to scare me into calling and making a dentist appointment.

I left work about noon today, hands gripping the steering wheel, and headed for the dentist.  I am telling you, I REALLY could have used a Xanax and a glass of wine.  You would have thought I were about to have brain surgery performed.  I arrived at the dentist office, and they began taking X-rays.  I sat in the chair with a large knot in my stomach, hands shaking, waiting to hear the dreaded news.  My dentist finally  sits down and asks me if I have been stressed lately. "Stressed?  Well, yeah, I have been kind of stressed."  (Didn't know stress caused cavities hehe).  "Well," he tells me "I think you are grinding your teeth at night and it has caused your tooth to be sensitive."  AHHHHHHHHH (huge sigh of relief.) My dreaded dentist appointment ended with me being given a plate to bite down on and instructions to brush with sensodyne toothpaste.  

Oh, and me getting impressions to get the trays to bleach my teeth with.  Hey, I figured I went in expecting to have to spend close to a thousand dollars on a root canal, so why couldn't I treat myself to a little something?  (This is what I plan to tell my husband, anyway - wink wink).