Thursday, June 17, 2010
I am done at the dentist. Thank god.
I've managed to survive, you guys.
2 root canals and 4 wisdom teeth extractions later, I'm alive. My dental anxiety knows no bounds and valium has been my friend.
This last appointment yesterday was the hardest thing I have ever had to go through. It was harder than losing all of my belongings and home in a hurricane (which I did in '04). It was harder than childbirth without drugs (which I've done. TWICE).
I cried for a few hours after it was over but now I'm just thanking god that it's over. And being proud of myself.