First off, I HATE going to the dentist! Since my childhood and then after my car accident, I ahve been there more than I wish to even think about!
So, with a pretty intense oral surgery looming today, I have been sick over it for weeks and try not to think about it. Last night I took valium, this morning Valium and Xanax....still anxious....but ready to get it over with..I trudge in.
I get they get me all settled, consent signed, me sedated, mouth numbed, and I hear her showing the partial to Beaver. I asked to see it....in my stupor I note a possible error, but think it might be the medication speaking....so I slowly formulate my question and I hear silence in the room.........Uh-oh....I am so sorry, the partial is wrong. I got laughing so hard I had tears steaming down my face! Only me!!!
Long story short, I ended up with free sedation, another Rx for valium, an appointment for another day, and LOTS of apologies.
ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS MY TWO FRONT TEETH....LITERALLY!!
