I'm in BIG twuble...My hubby is going to be unhappy with me. A couple of days ago, part of a back molar chipped off. For the last several years the dentist has prepared me for the sure event that it would break and it will need to be crowned.
I like my dentist. He's a great guy!! I just don't like going to the dentist. Anxiety, don'tcha know...I was doing a good job for several years going to the dentist every 6 months, but I back slid. It's been at least 2 years since I have gone to see him and now I have a broken tooth. Yuck...
The reason why I am in BIG twuble...Russ told me to call my dentist on Sunday. I told him I would do it Monday. I didn't. This morning he told me to call my dentist today and he proceeded to lecture me. I told him I would...But....I didn't. Partly because I am stubborn and don't like to be told to do something. And partly because I really, really don't want to go to the dentist.
*sigh* He will not be pleased....Good thing I know he loves me, right? :o)