Monday, September 19, 2005


I have a dentist appointment today. It might not be so bad if it were simply for a cleaning, but it's not.

I believe it was in the not to distant past that my wife said something about me not liking to go to the dentist and my dad kind of chuckled and said that he probably knew why. The dentist I had as a kid was a butcher (some would say just figuratively - but now I wonder). My father said that he did not realize until much later that a visit to the dentist did not automatically mean PAIN. Yes, Dad, I would say that could have something to do with my apprehension about going to the dentist.

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