I know some people hate going to the dentist. While I don't love it, I do like going. I love having clean teeth. I love having them compliment me on my excellent dental care and no cavities (and it has been WAY too long since my last visit: 2 1/2 years! Yep. OW! I just pulled a muscle patting myself on the back).
And then, I wait for the new dentist to finally say what I have been waiting to hear for the past 1 1/2 hours (different variations on the same theme; here is the latest):
Dentist: "Have you been sick lately?"
KT: "Nope, I haven't."
D: "But, your tonsils...!"
K: "That's their regular size."
D: "Wow! They're almost touching!!"
K: "Yep. Yep, they are."
They remember me, even after 6 months or a year later. My tonsils make that much of an impression.
I continue to impress everywhere I go.
4 comments:
That's my girl!! lyd
Silly Katie!
Now I can say I know a celebrity!
The dentist are always astounded by this bone growth that I have under my tongue - they remember me by that. ;)
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