You know what sucks about being a grown up?
Having to do things that scare you by yourself.
Like going to the dentist to get your two front teeth sawed off.
It wasn’t really that bad – my two front teeth got knocked out in a playground accident when I was eight, and I had two root canals, so there’s no feeling there. Except for in my gums.
But I’m terrified of sitting in that chair. I get all nervous and tense and sweaty. My heart races and my arms and legs feel heavy. I just hate the dentist. So I get into the seat, try and breathe deeply and steadily to calm myself. And as the work drags on and on and on, I calm down. It’s really not that bad.
Now I have two new (although temporary) crowns on my front teeth. Even these temporary ones look a million times better than the ones I just had taken off. But… damn. I have to go back in a couple weeks to get the permanent ones on. I’m not looking forward to it.
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