I had a filling fall out last night which exposed a raw nerve. Even air flowing over the tooth hurt. This morning my daughter made me call a dentist. I would rather have pulled it out myself with pliers. I just have to hear the word dentist and my stomach turns. But my daughter, the non-procrastinator had me at the dentist in 15 minutes. He couldn’t pull it because I am on aspirin and he was afraid I’d be a bleeder. Monday, he will call my Doctor, get me off the aspirin and then pull it. So now I have to wait all week to get it done. I will think of nothing else, I will obsess about it but I will show up because my daughter will drag me there.
This dentist has been our family dentist for about 25 years. My daughter goes every six months and has her teeth cleaned. The last time I saw him, which was so long ago that I can’t remember when it was, he pulled a tooth. I tend to wait until the tooth is so bad and then I have the dentist yank it. Someday I’ll be toothless. No root canals for me, or any of those other things they do to teeth. I do brush my teeth and on occasion I have even flossed, though not on a regular basis.