The Dreaded Dentist

All I can think about is my visit to the dentist today.

It started with an innocent cleaning appointment yesterday and now I have to go get a crown put on because I have a cracked tooth. (Shudder.)

And oddly enough the thing that freaks me out the most is emotional over physical. There is something about hearing the drill and smelling the smell that drilled tooth makes that is absolutely horrifying.

Stupid tooth.
© Random Cathy
Maira Gall