MY TOOTH IS FALLING OUT!!!
My fucking pointy (eye?) tooth on the left is fucking so loose! Its freaking the SHIT out of me! I've never even had a cavity. My wisdom teeth grew in straight, so when they yanked 'em, there was no pain. (had anesthetic) I remember this feeling from when I was a kid. I'm not touching it or anything right now, I can just feel it. Loose. Wanting to come out.
It felt weird while I was out at Arby's. (was gonna eat healthy at Tim Horton's but didn't want to walk all that way. Stupid me.) I felt it and all of a sudden a weird feeling washed across my head as it wiggled. Loose mother fucking tooth.
I should have gone to a dentist out here a year ago. I hate trying to do all that bullshit, like get a dentist, cause I don't know, or trust the dentists here. All the dentists in my life have been chosen, or I've been referred to them. I come out here, and there's almost literally a dentist on every block along Broadway, and how am I supposed to know who to trust?
I know this may come across as prejudice, not to mention retarded, but I get scared from getting my hair cut. I never know how to explain what I want, and am always afraid it'll turn out to be shit. Especially since all the barbers I go to (cause they're convenient) are asian or filipino, and I can barely understand what they're saying. So I'm constantly trying to make sure they don't fuck up my hair. See, I know how I want my hair to a degree (even though I can't articulate it) But my teeth? I know FUCK ALL about dentistry, and I can't worry about the fate of my teeth with a dentist I can't understand! I'd have a fucking panic attack!
I managed to get the name of the dentist my friend LeeAnn uses. I just missed their closing time, so now I have to wait till Monday (and come in person) then posibly wait 2 days from then to get an appointment! I have to go 4 days with a tooth falling out!!
FUCK FUCK FUCKETY FUCK!
My fucking pointy (eye?) tooth on the left is fucking so loose! Its freaking the SHIT out of me! I've never even had a cavity. My wisdom teeth grew in straight, so when they yanked 'em, there was no pain. (had anesthetic) I remember this feeling from when I was a kid. I'm not touching it or anything right now, I can just feel it. Loose. Wanting to come out.
It felt weird while I was out at Arby's. (was gonna eat healthy at Tim Horton's but didn't want to walk all that way. Stupid me.) I felt it and all of a sudden a weird feeling washed across my head as it wiggled. Loose mother fucking tooth.
I should have gone to a dentist out here a year ago. I hate trying to do all that bullshit, like get a dentist, cause I don't know, or trust the dentists here. All the dentists in my life have been chosen, or I've been referred to them. I come out here, and there's almost literally a dentist on every block along Broadway, and how am I supposed to know who to trust?
I know this may come across as prejudice, not to mention retarded, but I get scared from getting my hair cut. I never know how to explain what I want, and am always afraid it'll turn out to be shit. Especially since all the barbers I go to (cause they're convenient) are asian or filipino, and I can barely understand what they're saying. So I'm constantly trying to make sure they don't fuck up my hair. See, I know how I want my hair to a degree (even though I can't articulate it) But my teeth? I know FUCK ALL about dentistry, and I can't worry about the fate of my teeth with a dentist I can't understand! I'd have a fucking panic attack!
I managed to get the name of the dentist my friend LeeAnn uses. I just missed their closing time, so now I have to wait till Monday (and come in person) then posibly wait 2 days from then to get an appointment! I have to go 4 days with a tooth falling out!!
FUCK FUCK FUCKETY FUCK!
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