Okay, I admit it

I'm scared of the dentist. I knew I had a cavity. I've seen its mark for over two years now, and I finally made it to the dentist for the first time in eight years. They always manage to hit a nerve when they brush my teeth. And they scraped tartar off of my very sensitive teeth for a very long time. Not fun. That was last week.

And today, ladies and gentlemen, I am going to have my first real filling. Not a little filler thing to prevent a cavity. But the real thing, with,... a drill. And shots in my mouth. Now I can happily donate blood, and used to get four allergy shots a week. But in my mouth?!

And did I mention the drill?

Pray for me.