Why I Hate the Dentist

Mary recently posted on going to the dentist and why she hates it so much. So of course, I had to comment and tell her why I hated them too. I realized how long my comment was going and decided it had to be made into a blog post. So without further ado, Why I Hate the Dentist:

Growing up, we had the coolest house. More like backyard. It had a ginormous pool, a huge barbeque pit, and a parking lot. No lie. Maybe the parking lot was only big enough for 3 or 4 cars, but it was the coolest thing to a kid.

So with having such an awesome backyard, we were known to throw some pretty awesome parties. Children parties of course. We have SO many videos of us at birthday parties, sleepovers, the works.

Anyways one night I had one of my "annual" (like 2 years in a row, I had just learned the word annual in school) winter sleepovers. I had crafts planned out such as making our own pizzas (a party favorite), making individual gingerbread houses out of graham crackers, and yes, pin the nose on the snowman. I was kind of a dorky kid.

As we're waiting for the last girl to get there, the other girls and I went into my room to wait. We found an old perfume bottle and were messing around, squirting each other, and just being 8 year olds. I absolutely hated the smell of this perfume and refused to have it sprayed on me. This led to me avoiding it the entire night, which also led to all the girls throwing it at me!

Can you guess where this story is going? One girl threw it directly at my mouth and chipped off a huge piece of my tooth! My parents immediately rushed me to the emergency dentist (do those things exist?) where I had to spend most of the night. I kept getting calls from my friends telling me how much fun they were having while I was stuck sitting in an uncomfortable dentist's chair watching reruns of Rugrats. I also had calls from my mom who stayed home asking to hear me talk in my novocaine-numbed mouth just to make fun of me. I have no idea how long I was really there but it felt like hours!

When I was finally ready to go home, it was pretty late and we had to go to sleep almost immediately. It was a pretty sad night all in all, and I now secretly blame all dentists for making me miss my party.

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