Fun With Dentistry
The Ibuprofen has finally kicked in, so my upper right-hand jaw no longer feels like it was lovingly scraped along a cheese grater. I’ll take this respite from the pain to tell you about my little visit with the dentist…. The ink had barely dried on my insurance forms when I was sashayed to the exam room by a dark haired young woman in a festive frock. While she was taking the first...