The Bravest Twenty-Two Year Old at the Dentist

A year ago, I found out I had a cavity. I was cavity-free for twenty-two years. All of a sudden, the horrors of having to get a filling were all too real. During my last check-up/cleaning in January, my dentist (who also happens to be a family friend) informed me that it was time to fill the cavity. The horror.  Continue reading “The Bravest Twenty-Two Year Old at the Dentist”