...root canal. Much to my chagrin, I got to set that baseline for non-fun yesterday.
The mood wasn't exactly upbeat when I had to wait half an hour while a recalcitrant little girl screamed and the dentist tried to work. But the hour I spent in the chair wasn't as bad as you might think. I found it helped not to think about what the dentist was doing with all those implements in there -- instead, I pictured him making tiny woodblock carvings of forest creatures (why he was doing that inside my mouth was unclear).
The most painful part was writing the check, actually. It was $400, and it will be more than a thousand dollars in total once I have my two additional visits -- my dental insurance doesn't cover it. My advice is go to the dentist frequently and not eat as much candy as I do.
In much happier money-spending news, I booked a trip to Peru today! We have more or less all of January off, and my classmate Karen is from Peru, so Femi and I will be joining her down there from December 30 through January 12. Plans are still fuzzy, but we'll be staying at her house in Lima part of the time, going to Cusco/Machu Picchu, and possibly spending New Years at her family's beach house.
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Yikes! I've been thinking that I haven't been to a dentist in a long time....and now you've got me even more frightened. And the thought of small decorative squirrels dancing in my mouth is hilarious, I'm not sure it's any less scary. I'm glad you made it through alright.
But Peru! Holy crap! So exciting!
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