For a nearly 22-year-old woman, you'd think I'd have learned to keep my teeth in decent shape. But no, ladies and gents. I had my first filling today.
Ow. I mean really. Ow.
I nearly cried in the dentist's chair. I really hope I never need a root canal. I looked like a total wimp.
BUT, my mom and I went shopping for my first new clothes in over a year. Say hello to new jeans with no holes in them! Ah, simple joys. I wasn't feeling so great when we started because I was still pretty numb. And cringing in pain and discomfort wears you out pretty badly. But eventually the novacane wore off and I got a second wind. So it was still a good day.
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