Today’s the day I get 2 molars extracted. I’ve bitched about said molars for months and a few weeks ago on Twitter I took an informal pole amongst tweets asking if I should get them both extracted at the same time. The answer was a resounding YES that resonated across the Twitterverse from others who’d had similar experiences.
Am I whistling Dixie about having 2 back molars extracted? No indeed I'm not.
Do these two molars need to be removed? Yes indeed they do.
Sidebar: Only I could crack a molar that’s been living under a cap for years and years~
Anyway, I’m a bundle of nerves, but I’m trying to be brave and look at the bright side.
What’s the bright side you ask?
1.These two teeth will no longer be a pain, both literally and figuratively
2. I’ll get to indulge in ice cream and smoothies
3. The gold cap that covers the above mentioned cracked tooth is solid gold and I’ll sell it for more than what I paid for it all those years ago. Yours truly has a small mouth (how ironic is it to type that, let alone read it?) and the dentist couldn’t encapsulate the gold cap in porcelain or it wouldn’t have fit in my mouth, so I got that going for me~
Tomorrow I will be back to blogging about diabetes related issues, but today, it's all about my extraction fear.
Anyway, with me being such a fraidy cat, I’d really appreciate any positive vibes and virtual ice cream you could send my way!