I go a few times a year to the dentist. I like to hear from my dentist that my teeth are fine. I do not mind going to the dentist because it's good for my body and my soul. I am calm and I try to bear everything. When I am sitting on a dental chair then I think about daydreaming... I'm in the prime of life. The whole life ahead of me so I just must bear my visit. :) It's over? Super ... I could go on singing in the rain bravely enduring my pain. Thank you .... To see you soon again... Time to feed my brain.