Thank You, Dr. Caddell!!!

Let me see a show of hands, raise 'em up, who likes going to the dentist? Oooooh...no one? Ok, I'll admit, I DO enjoy getting my teeth cleaned. I think it feels kinda good. But when the dentist is in there poking around and stops with the chit chat for a moment to say "hmmmmm" or even WORSE, hits something with that extremely pointy, silver implement, that practically sends you straight up to the ceiling, well, that sucks!

You know you'll soon be reclining in that special chair, bright light glaring down your tonsils; lips, tongue & face all numbed up, that incessant drilling...nice grinding sound that reverberates throughout your skull....ewwwww!!! Scattering chunks of, what? Your teeth? Filling? The roof of your mouth? Spit! Drools dripping off of your chin but you don’t feel it; can't eat or drink anything for hours afterwards or you risk chewing up the inside of your cheeks...ugh!!

Have you ever attempted to apply lipstick after a visit at the dentist? HA!! THAT'S fun; how does this happen? OK, I'll admit to a handful of peanut butter M & M's occasionally...homemade cake & cookies every now and then...OK, pretty frequently but I brush and floss religiously! I mean, there's ALWAYS a piece of floss within arms reach. I don't drink soda; I drink plenty of water; ENOUGH WITH THE DRILLING!!


I read once where dentists used to have a high suicide rate; people didn't ever want to see them and on top of that, didn't pay their bills when they did see their dentist. I don't know what would make a person want to look inside of my mouth but thank goodness someone does! Matter of fact, I think I'll send my dentist a thank you; without his expertise, not only would I not be able to enjoy that handful (?) of peanut butter M & M's, I wouldn't have this awesome job, either so, thank you Dr. Caddell!!!