Be Better

Hello Everyone:

No flirty doctors today.  Instead, just an average Tuesday.  I have to go to the dollar store in a few minutes but wanted a couple more minutes to write.  So what should I write about?  Oh, I know the weird sense of relief when I finally connected with a dentist.  About a month ago sis gave me a referral to her dentist because I needed someone who could fix my teeth.  My teeth, in short, are a mess.  It's really eating away at whatever sense of self-esteem I have.  My criterion for a dentist is close by and takes my insurance.  The second being the most important because I have my insurance through the federal government and not everyone takes it.  I didn't want to go some "clinic" where the dentist got his or her diploma from a box of cereal.  The dentist sis referred me too meets both qualifications.  So overjoyed.  I told his assistant that I was game for anything as long as it was covered.  If he can make me look more glamorous, all the better.  I never used to think stuff like that mattered much but somewhere down the line, it started to matter.  I'm not that vein but when I look in the mirror I don't like what I see.  What I see is someone who doesn't feel their best.  A healthy smile will help make me feel better about myself, like new clothes or a nice haircut.  Yes, there will be a lot of pain involved but what's beauty without a little suffering, right?  Besides I just got a large bottle of Excedrin so I'm prepared.  Also, there are enough pot pharmacies in the area in case of need.  Anyway, I need to go to the store.