I took Beth to the dentist on Wednesday. Well, actually it was the Endodontist. She has to have a root canal on a tooth that already had a root canal.
She's been on state health insurance and she wasn't getting the best care so we switched her to Chuck's insurance and now she's getting some real work done.
This time they just took some x-rays with a fancy 3-D machine (that cost us a lot out of pocket, I had to sign the okay before we went back to the room) so they knew exactly what treatment she would need. Her next appointment is on the 31st and that one's not going to be as fun. But this stuff truly doesn't bother her. She's perfectly fine going to the dentist. What really scares her is when they raise or lower the chair without telling her!
The older she gets, the more she loves Starbucks!