“Now, try to relax.”
Relax? How could I relax with the dentist standing over me with the biggest needle I’d ever seen? I stiffened and pulled back, gripping the arms of my chair.
The dentist lowered her needle. “Did you take the prescription I gave you?” I nodded. “That should have helped with your anxiety.”
But it hadn’t. “My sister Lori is in the waiting room. Can she come in while you work on me?” “There’s just no room,” the dentist said.
The dentist leaned in with the needle. I closed my eyes. God, get me through this.
I felt the pressure of the needle. Lori! I thought. I wish you were holding my hand!
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