the beach? an opera? PLAQUE?

(...on a lighter note :) )
This morning I had to go to the dentist...

When I was young, like most kids, I hated going to the dentist- it was scary!
But then when I was a preteen I had to get braces, meaning I had to go to the dentist every single month, for about a year straight. I became so natural there that it was like going to my best friends house. Well the braces were removed and me and my best friend and I (Dr.Dane?) grew apart :( so when it was time for me to go again today...I was taken back to my childish anxieties.
My appointment was for 9:30am...I didn't know the world operated that early!!
So (being on my break sleep pattern) I woke up groggily with not much time to get myself together.
I realized that because I had to walk down I didn't have time to eat!
But then I realized I couldn't eat on the way down, because my mom would kill me alive if she found out I went to the dentist without brushing (:D hi mom!!). What really is the point of brushing when you're going to go get them cleaned?! It's like losing weight before having liposuction!! Anyways, I put some crackers in my bag, grabbed a bottle of water and headed out the door.
Half way down the hill, and half way through my bottle I had the rational fear that not only will I be starving, I'll have to PEE the whole time (sorry for the potty talk!). I slipped in right at 9:30, to have to wait for 20 min. So what did I do? Finished off my water as the crackers whispered to me from inside my bag. I was worried I'd have to remind myself not to nibble on his fingers and that I can hold it! But once I sat on that chair, that those two things were far from my mind.
My dentist was Korean...and I knew I was in good hands, because Asians are known for being clean. And I love Korean dentists, because they feel like they must say everything twice. "Air, this is Air, aairr".
As he reclined my chair and turned on the overhead spot light, I tried to pretend I was lounging on a nice beach...it didn't work. It wasn't just the opera playing in the back ground that busted that imagination game. He put a towel over my face so I wouldn't be splattered with water (which still managed to make it up my nose) and I only could see a peek of blue sky out the bottom, through the window, reminding me there is hope.
Well I love technology!! He used this "high frequency" tool that just looked like a dangerously sharp pick that vibrates and spews water. It scared me, but it meant no painful flossing, gum bleeding, teeth brushing with weird gritty tooth paste, and no spitting.
The tool that I don't like was the "suction"...when you close your mouth on it and then you feel like half your lip got suctioned down to the whole thing!!
Once he did the bottom it was time for the top...and he had to adjust the chair.
"Chair down, chair down"...and it kept going! Until my feet were far above my head and I was sure all my blood would be in my head and I would pass out! Luckily none of my fears came true and he was done rather quickly.
My teeth honestly didn't feel much cleaner afterwards, but I knew I was much more plaque free. And what did I do when I got home? ate. There goes those clean teeth...haha soorry, I was hungry!
I learned a few things today- the dentist isn't too bad, wake up early enough to eat and brush, and I'm never going to be a dentist when I get big.

*fast fact= Justin Beiber wears an invisilign :P