Just got back from the dentist today. I hate having my teeth cleaned, yet I look forward to going to my cleanings. That's because I get the nitrous oxide. When I first started going to my dentist on a regular basis, I confessed my anxieties about having metal scraping at my teeth. They gave me Valium to get my foot in the door and the nitrous to keep me in the chair. Since I no longer have the panic attacks just thinking about going to the dentist, I have forgone the Valium. But I won't go without my gas. And as I was laying there enjoying the tingling sensation spreading down to my toes, I began to think about what a miracle it is that I'm not a drug addict. Last weekend I had a monster headache. Earlier in the day I took Aleve, but that didn't last long. I was trying to think of something to take that was strong and would relax me without being a sleep aid since those make me groggy all the next day. I remembered that I...
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