The gal who takes the money at the end sent me home with a little goodie bag with two juice cartons, a snack-pack of peanut butter crackers and a granola bar. I scarfed it down and I'm sitting here at home trying to recover.
The dentist freaks me out - seriously, I get hit with fight-or-flight really bad. Adrenaline pumping for the whole time I'm there. Two hours is one hour too long.
