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I don't care for the dentist.
They let me sit for 30 minutes after numbing up some teeth and then started drilling and did not realize the novacain was starting to wear off. I jolted so hard I almost knocked the drill out of the doctor's hand.
Whoops. He was like "Oh, I guess the novecain wore off, sorry!" Then let me sit another twenty minutes and continued the torture.
I apsolutely despise the dentist.
I did have braces as a kid, from 5th grade until 8th. I enjoyed mine, minus the three days of not eating after I first got them.
Rubber bands were fun, flicking the extras at people in class and such.
My parents didn't have the luxury of braces, their parents couldn't afford them, so they wanted to make sure my sister and I could have straight teeth. Talk about a sweet sacrifice.
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