I am so exhausted, I'm tempted to just write out "one hundred words" thirty-three times. Went to the dentist today, and it wasn't a bad experience, except for getting the x-rays - those always hurt my mouth. My one "problem area" is improving, which is good news, and I got a new rubber tip to stimulate the gum area with, so I can reduce that "food pocket". Terribly exciting stuff, I'll have you know. But going to the dentist, or even the optometrist, always leaves me with one burning question: "What makes one decide to become a dental hygienist [or optometrist]?"