A Trip to the Dentist The phone rang and I answered, “Hello.” The voice on the other end asks, “ May I speak to Mr. Bush please” I replied, “This is he.” The calm and melodic voice proceeds to remind me of my 4:00 p.m. dental appointment. The bottom of my stomach dropped to my knees and beads of perspiration dampened my brow. I replied in a low groan “ Yes Ma’am I will be there.” …showed first 75 words of 1396 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1396 total…my receipt from the nurse and mumble a thick voiced goodbye. I walked out of the building into the sunshine of the day; I wonder why I allow the fear of the dentist to overwhelm me. If I had made the visit in a regular manner, I would not have to experience such an ordeal. Procrastination only makes matters much worse. I had promised myself that I would make regular appointments from this day forward.