I survived.
I still retain whining rights for the rest of the day, but all my toofs (as I used to call 'em before I had most of 'em) are intact and for the most part, in dandy shape.
Dandy is techno-dental-speak for "not falling out anytime soon."
I also discovered my dentist is one of those cool guys who not only has the latest gizmos but will let me play with them too.
I spent quite a bit of time coordinating the thing-that-squirts with the thing-that-sucks.
Yes, I know how that sounds. Deal with it.
And now I'm going to go give my teeth a darn good workout on that lovely salad I picked up on the way home.
Posted by LeeAnn at July 28, 2004 02:49 PMI get my own fun experience in a week. My dentist loves to ask me questions when I have a mouthful o'tools and see how I'll answer. Sick guy. Oh, I'd better start flossing so I don't have to lie...
Posted by: Courtney at July 29, 2004 06:31 AM