There are few things in the world I truly hate. The list is fairly small: poor grammar, people that wear a blue tooth in other places besides a boardroom (you’re in the GROCERY STORE, you’re not trading stocks!), and the fact that Moore has FOUR chicken tender/wing/nugget places next to each other within a 3-mile radius. But the thing I loathe with the fire of a thousand suns is: THE DENTIST.
Although, now that I’ve pushed a baby out of a very intimate area, going to the dentist seems like a cake walk. Which brings me to today’s “thankful for” post. Today I am thankful for: Nitrous Oxide.
Ever since I was little, I have hated going to the dentist. I even bit my dentist in Hamilton once (which later led to an altercation between he and my father; don’t worry, no fists were flung) and since then I have never liked going to the dentist. True, its probably because at one point I had 13 cavities (what, you mean brushing with Jack doesn’t kill bacteria? Ke$ha lied!) and every time I saw the dentist they made my gums bleed.
Now, however, I actually enjoy going to the dentist. Mostly because they give me the laughing gas and its like I’m on a mini-vacation, but still! It works for me and it gets my teeth clean. And not only that, but the dentist I go to now has Netflix. Three of my favorite things: a comfortable chair that reclines, mild sedatives, and television on demand. Can’t. Beat. That.