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I went to the dentist today for my “yearly” checkup (What? I operate on Martian years, thus, the 18 month lag since my last visit qualifies as a “year”) expecting him to say “We see some minor cavities, but nothing we can’t sort out quickly, painlessly and cheaply.” ‘Twas not to be.
Now I have an appointment for next Thursday for a cleaning and examination to determine whether I might need a root canal. Arrrrgh!
I’m hoping the answer to that question is a resounding “No!”, but alas, as my luck runs, I’m assuming that I shall be enduring considerable dental pain in the very near future.

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  1. It’s really not as bad as most people make it out to be. I think the sound of the dentist scraping and drilling out the inside of the tooth is worse than the actual pain.

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