Usually I hate going to the dentist

So Seth has been going to see a different dentist for about a year now. Mostly because all the guys that he works with had convinced him that Dr. Earl was a great dentist and as an added bonus the guys said that Dr. Earl had cute dental assistants working for him. Usually I would get pretty jealous and upset about something like that but Seth sore up and down that he has never got the cute dental assistant so I was okay with letting him continue seeing Dr. Earl.

So anyway I made an appointment to see this great dentist Dr. Earl for my sore tooth, and who should usher me back into the dental chair but one of the cute dental assistants.

A cute male dental assistant. McCutie.

Yes, that's right ladies I got to have McCutie work on my sore tooth. It kind of makes going to the dentist not so bad right! Not only was he cute but he was so nice, instantly he felt like a long lost (really cute) friend/brother! We got talking and he was mission companions with Stewart Wilkey, a fellow Panther alumni. Stewart and his dad were my family's Home Teachers for many years. Anyway McCutie figured out that part of one of my previous fillings had broke and he was doing some tests to see if I would need a root canal done on that tooth.

So as McCutie was doing these tests Dr. Earl came in to finish up the testing. The first thing that Dr. Earl did was touch a freezing cold cotton swab to each of my teeth to see which one was the most sensitive to cold. The first few didn't really hurt at all, but when he touched that swab to my sore tooth, I wanted to punch him! I might have too, if I hadn't been withering around in my chair, sobbing from the blinding pain that my poor frozen nerves sent shooting across my face and down my neck. Seriously, was is necessary to make the patient that has been already suffering for days from her tooth pain, pain that need I remind you caused two days worth of migraines, was it indeed necessary to magnify that pain by 900. Seriously.

Anyway as I laid there sobbing from the blinding pain(trying not to scream or swear), McCutie leaned over, rubbed my shoulder and wiped the tears off of my face, in a very cute brotherly way. Also when Dr. Earl was giving me a numbing shot that was aimed directly into the nerves of my tooth, McCutie saw how much pain it was causing me, so he reached over and held my hand while I was in pain. Seriously! Why haven't the dentists thought of this sooner? Dental offices everywhere should have their very own McCutie to help all the suffering women not suffer quite so much from the pain of getting work done on their teeth. I am never going to another dentist ever again! Dr. Earl will be my dentist for life and in fact I may even come in for regular check ups from now on too!

So anyway Dr. Earl decided that I was going to need a root canal done on my tooth. I have never had to have one done and I am feeling major anxiety over how much this is going to cost. We have been pretty swamped with bills lately. Dr. Earl drilled out the nerves in the infected tooth so that most of my pain could finally be over, he gave me and antibiotic because the tooth was infected and sent me on my merry little way. I have an appointment to get my crown done on Thursday afternoon. For some reason I am not dreading it quite as much as I usually do!