I have a regular dental cleaning today at noon. I'm literally freaking out. I hate going to the dentist. I would rather see any other doctor than go to the dentist. The last two times, I've forgotten my valium, and I'm shooting myself in the darn foot for doing so. My heart is racing. I'm breaking out a sweat. I can't sit still. My hands are shaking. I am nervous. More than nervous.
What a crappy day. I have cavaties. I need fillings. Soon. As. Possible. Therefore I need money. I have no dental insurance. No matter what I do, I still end up with crappy teeth. And you wonder why I hate the dentist so much. I guarentee you I'll be so dopped up on that valium when I get my fillings that my tongue will literally be hanging out to the side like Gracie's. No doubt!
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