I may never eat fast food again.
Ok, that's a lie...but I will avoid it more strictly than I have in the past. Yesterday Ben and I were eating at DQ (forgot how greasy food is there...ick!) and I broke my tooth.
So I have this hole in my back molar. I think it was a cavaty and just sort of colapsed or something. Now I have to go to the dentist and get it fixed.
I haven't been to the dentist in about 10 years. They use needles, and thus I'm scared.
Actually, I was scared, but I'm getting over it. I had abdominal surgery and to IVs and more blood drawn in the last year than I like to think about. A little poke in my jaw so they can fix my tooth isn't that big of a deal...I hope.
My appointment is tomarrow morning - wish me luck!