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I have a love/hate affair with dentists.
Mostly hate. I gotta be honest. I think it stems from the root canal gone bad that ended up with the offending tooth coming out a few years later. Now I loved the dentist that pulled the offending tooth. He totally rocked. Maybe it was because he pulled the tooth and I was knocked out.
Most recently I switched back to hate. I went in to have a tooth looked at and cleaned and came out with an outrageous estimate of work for my mouth and no cleaning. Now how is that fair? Seriously.
So I was referred to the family dentist here in town. She totally rocks. I now love my dentist again. And all that work, it doesn’t need to be done. Like a 1/3 of it to be exact.
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I do not like the dentist; The smell, tools, noises, everything about dentistry puts me on edge.
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