01.26.2004
9:48 a.m. They called my house on Friday and said "We've had a cancellation on Monday at 3 pm. Would you like to come in then?" My husband IMed me and said, "Would you be able to got o the dentist on Monday at 3 pm? Say yes. Say yes. Say yes." I thought about it for a minute, and finally said yes, while quietly freaking out about it being so soon. So, I'm leaving work around 2:45 this afternoon, to be tortured at 3. Goody. At least it won't hurt anymore. I hope. That's what I'll keep telling myself, anyway. Eep! |
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