Dental visit
i hated dental visits. the childhood fears of the drills, the tooth extraction and pain always send shrill chills down my spine. and i've been procrastinating the visit for the longest time. i'd come up with all sorts of nonsensical excuses just to avoid the visit - the clinic's too far... there isn't any slots available... i don't want to go alone... the dental fees are too exorbitant... dental claims is too troublesome... and the list of excuses can go on and on.

but just this week, my jaw decided that it had enough of me and my unconscious stress clenches. my jaw felt so sore that i couldn't eat my meals properly. and inevitably, i lost appetite and yeah, lost weight too. it wasn't something to rejoice over. left with no choice, i knew i had to see the dentist anyhows.

i called up the clinic to make an appointment. every step to the clinic was tough. i remembered how i always needed an accompany whenever i knew i was going to see the dentist in the past. that day, i had to go alone. *sharks.

as it turned out, it was a painless process. i had my teeth polished sparkling clean. and the dentist was pretty nice to crack a little joke here and there... and before i knew it, i could leave the clinic. i walked out of the clinic feeling good.

i was a brave girl that day :)