Okay. I am a big chicken. I hate dentists. Always have and probably always will. Senior year in college, 1989, was the last time I really went to the dentist on a regular basis. After that, I quit going. Parents weren't footing the bill anymore and nothing was hurting so I really didn't see a need to go. Fast forward until December 2005. I break a corner off one of my molars. I break down and go. I have to find a new dentist because it turns out after 16 years my old dentist retired. I find a new dentist and he fixes it and it wasn't all that bad. He asks me when the last time I h