Tonight was beautiful, and it was a glimpse of what I'll be doing this summer. Playing my guitar under the stars. YES!
Anywho, I come in from this beautiful night only to hear bad news about Mr. Dentist. Apparently when they take my tooth out they won't put me under. I'm pretty sure that I heard that if you go to the Oral Surgeon- they will put you out. No. AND If I freak out, and they have to use laughing gas, that costs 60 dollars more.
So I'll be paying for my anxiety.
Oh and they won't take the medical card for insurance.
So basically the amount of money we spend is based on my anxiety of the dentist.
Great. No pressure or anything right?
darn right, poop on dentists!
ReplyDeletethat's dumb that it costs that much extra for laughing gas and that the insurance isn't going to be able to cover it...remind me not to go to your dentist.
but it'll be fine :) because you are cool!
as for the beginning of this blog, i like it, i like alot. :)
oh, it's just a strange shock to your gums. No biggy there!
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I heart you though. Good luck.
ha
I know that there are worse things than going to the dentist, but I'm still insanely afraid.
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