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So, Friday morning, I chipped a tooth. Not badly, just the enamel. No exposed anything.
But things were crazy on Friday, and Saturday, and I knew that I wasn't going to have a chance to get to a dentist to get it taken care of until Monday. So I came in this morning, and very specifically sat down to find a dentist in the downtown area.
( Cut for those who don't care, or who have dental phobias )
So overall, I found a dentist that I actually like, and will recommend. And that means that maybe I will go to him more often.
And amusingly enough, his office is right next door to the office of the dentist that I went to way back when, before and during my childhood tooth trauma. Turns out that he's retiring when his office lease ends. So I don't have to feel guilty about not going back to him.
But things were crazy on Friday, and Saturday, and I knew that I wasn't going to have a chance to get to a dentist to get it taken care of until Monday. So I came in this morning, and very specifically sat down to find a dentist in the downtown area.
( Cut for those who don't care, or who have dental phobias )
So overall, I found a dentist that I actually like, and will recommend. And that means that maybe I will go to him more often.
And amusingly enough, his office is right next door to the office of the dentist that I went to way back when, before and during my childhood tooth trauma. Turns out that he's retiring when his office lease ends. So I don't have to feel guilty about not going back to him.
