Happy Monday Morning...

Okay, so it's been 2 years since I have been to the Dentist. And it shows.
I picked a new dentist because I have issues with pain in my mouth. This doctor has "painless" in front of his name and he gives laughing gas in addition to novocaine. He already has a gold star in my book.

Unfortunately, I had an appointment this gloomy Monday morning, and I learned that I have a few cavities... and, by saying "a few", I really mean twelve. Yeah. you read it right. 6+6, 5+7, 8+4, 9+3, 10+2, 11+1 = 12.

I only cried in the car on my way out. It really is sad, but it's my own fault. Not even Jordan's, who, consequently, keeps sour candy in my life pretty consistantly (he's addicted and has fewer cavities than I do). oh fiddlesticks.

I am thankful for this: no crowns, the cavities not being very big, and wonderful parents that are paying for it. Because, from what I hear, paying for cavities getting filled hurts more than the actual filling. Hopefully having this new government job will help pay for things like this.
...until then, I am flossing more, brushing with more care, and minimizing the sweets.

"Oh! --And no more happiness..."