I finally joined the army and flew to Missouri for basic training. After a few weeks, my drill SGT. noticed there was something wrong with me. He asked me what was wrong with my mouth. I told him I had two bad teeth, but I did not like dentists. The next day, I was scheduled for the dentist. I didn't even have to Schedule an Appointment. The drill SGT. did it for me with a overly large smile on his face. I was afraid, but the dentist was actually cool. They took X-Rays and told me what I already knew. I had two teeth that needed to come out. The dentist told me they would be out in a hurry without any pain. Sure enough, I felt no pain and my bad teeth were removed.
I reported back to the drill SGT. at the mess hall. He snickered to his friends and told me I still had to eat lunch. They laughed at me as I tried to eat. I didn't feel the food as it drooled down the side of my face. The dill SGT. really got a big laugh that day at my expense. I didn't completely lose out in the deal. My two bad teeth were gone, I was no longer afraid of dentists and I am sure my health was the better for the experience. I was amazed at how advanced dentistry had become in the ten years I stayed away. Now I go to the dentist to make sure all of my teeth are in the best shape possible with no worries.
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