When you are old enough to know better

You don't need your husband to phone and book appointments for you.

You don't need your husband to turn up and collect you to ensure that you go.

You don't suffer inexplicable panic attacks.

You don't sit and refuse to open your mouth for the dentist.

You don't relax in the chair, but balance precariously on your heels and neck.

You don't come out happy because you didn't need anything done .

Who said going to the dentist was a Breeze?