Tomorrow I have a dental appointment for some gum surgery.
Eww, gag, cry…
I don’t like going to the dentist. I have never, ever liked going to the dentist. Way back when I was young, there was a commercial where the kid comes out of the dentist’s office, grinning and shouting, “Look Ma, no cavities!”
I never got to say that to my mom.
My dentist is a nice guy but, he’s still a dentist.
So, tomorrow afternoon I may die. Probably not, but I think I’ll feel like it.
I get to take a valium before I go. I’ve never taken valium…
And 4 amoxicillin.
I’ll be there – but I don’t wanna!
PS – Probably, the person who will need the sympathy will be M. He’ll have to put up with me. I don’t think it’ll be easy.