Tomorrow morning after work I have to make a trip out east to see my dentist. Before our Flea Market trip to Mexico in January I went in for a cleaning and they took the obligatory x-rays, as they do every year. My dentist let me know I had a small cavity that he might as well take care of before it causes any problems, so I booked an appointment in advance for last week.
I had forgotten about the darn thing until I got home and noticed the number of my dental office on my phone last Tuesday. Obviously, the office had called to remind me of my appointment. I called and talked to Shalon, who reminded me that I was due in to get that cavity fixed the next day.
To be honest, I just didn’t feel like going the next day. It wasn’t like I was in any kind of pain, so I rebooked my appointment for tomorrow. I really don’t feel like going tomorrow either. Hey, I was just out there to see my dentist last month when my crown broke. I guess I’d better get out there before things get out of hand and I’m whining about a terrible toothache that I would have no one to blame for except myself.
I’ve already got a cleaning booked for next month.
If I had known I was going to spend this much time with my dentist I would have rented a condo out east for a few months!