Today I finally called the dentist. I enjoy putting off this miserable trip as much as I can. But when Alexander began leaving “make dentist appointments” notes in every corner of the house and even IM’d me today while I was online bloghopping, I figured now was probably the time to call. Since I probably have several gaping cavities in need of some drillin’ and fillin’, I was in no hurry. However I love my husband (and I love maintaining marital harmony), so I made the call.
The receptionist put me on hold as she hunted for available appointment times. Man, I love being on hold! She obviously has one of the two filing systems that insurance company customer service lady employs. To drown out the always questionable-in-quality hold music, I happily munched on a piece of candy.
Somehow, chewing on the very substance that had probably caused the tooth craters that the dentist would probably find in my mouth at the appointment I was on hold trying to make actually made the task of making said appointment with said dentist to discover said cavities a little more bearable. You know what I mean?
1 comment:
Ugh, thanks (I think) for ther reminder. Lol. I have been putting this off, too. :S
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