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Today I'm grateful for modern medicine. Nitrous oxide to be exact. I don't have the best teeth in the world. I have nobody to blame except myself. My parents gave me flouride pills at breakfast. I flushed them down the toilet. My parents paid for the flouride swish at school. I only pretended to swish it as the school nurse walked by. And now I'm paying (literally) the consequences. I hope when my children are reading this someday they will learn from their mother to just take the dang flouride pills.

Anyways, as I was getting 3 cavities filled this afternoon, I was calm and relaxed as could be. They don't call it laughing gas for no reason. That stuff is amazing. Even though I'm sure I could have prevented all these problems, I'm grateful that there is a way to get through dentist appointments. I never had it growing up and I am sure it would have made dental work much more pleasant. So even though I'm hoping my children with have their daddy's teeth, I was just thinking about how grateful I am that they will have that, too. And that it will make my job as a mom easier too when that dreaded day of taking my children to the dentist comes.

That's all.