….I went to the dentist today. I had the stump of a crumbling wisdom tooth extracted before it caused me any more troubles. Probably something I should have done years ago, but as most folks close to me know I have ISSUES with going to the dentist. It stems from my childhood dentist Dr. Dick (no, I am not making that up). Actually, to be fair, his dental hygienists should bear the brunt of the blame. I swear he must have gone down to the women’s prison and gotten those gals through work release. Suffice it to say that their — ahem — “tender” care of me as a youngster led me to being one of the few grown women I know who still needs someone (preferably her mommy) to hold her hand if she has to have her teeth cleaned. An extraction is enough to make me seriously consider general anesthesia and an adult diaper. But I did it today all by myself and with only a local because it needed to be done. And now all I got to say is… “How ’bout them big girl panties of mine?!?!?” 
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