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The appt. is at 11 tomorrow, they asked me to come in earlier to fill out some paper work. Fantastic. Just what I want to do. I understand why, as a new patient, they need me to though.

I’m still pretty worried, but in the past few hours I guess I have just sort of resigned myself to my fate. I want to get my teeth fixed, and this is the first step in the journey to that. I try to keep reminding myself that before this appointment was made, I really wanted to get to a dentist and get things straightened out. I’ve basically been self conscious about my smile for so long that I don’t know anything different. I would be more than elated, whatever word is > elated, if I didn’t have to be anymore.

3 years ago I conquered my overweight-ness (real or imagined), and am in the best physical shape I’ve ever been. Why should this be different? I try to keep reminding myself that I should face this problem head-on, and that I’m stronger than many people that have gone through this exact ordeal.

I do, however, worry about the outcome of tomorrow. It’s a cleaning and x-rays, but I reckon I’ll basically have my route to my perfect smile carved out ahead of me by this time tomorrow. It is somewhat of a relief, but at the same time there is always that nagging worry that it will be too much work, or rather too much work will need to be done on me, to get there. I fear having to have my wisdom teeth (which, the bottom ones, are not fully in) extracted, and I fear how many cavities I may have and fillings/root canals I may need.

I’m trying to remind myself that I’m improving my health, my appearance, and my self confidence with this and any other dental appointments I may need. I do look forward to that perfect smile.

Though I’m doing better than I expected, it does take all of my willpower to not call and cancel this appointment. I have a feeling making it through those doors tomorrow will be considerably tougher.