I had an hour on Monday. The cynical bit of me thinks that hygienists are only there to get your money.
I went to the hygienist a few months ago. it's weird - it is me at my most vulnerable. I'm so uncomfortable, having those people pour over me and interfere with me and then i always dream about my teeth falling out and stuff. The first time I went to my DDO in Feb and i was grilled, I recaptured some type of weird feeling and it was only after the meeting that I realsied it was pretty much the same feeling I'd had the week before at the hygienist. Putting yourself through the selection process is actually a lot more uncomfortable-making than the surrendering your life to God bit - he gives such gifts - I've been reflecting a lot on vulnerability of late and my time at the dental hygienist actually helped me to get to grips with these emotions - it's kind of about trust isn't it and whilst it's very painful - the smile as a consequence is only bigger and whiter - a bit like with God reallyGod bless
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