Tomorrow I am going to the dentist. I hate the dentist. I don’t like someone looking in my mouth and it is money that should be spent on the children’s needs. I am only going because I am in constant pain in my jaw now and I think it’s triggering my migraines. I will spend money we don’t have getting x-rays and a list of the many things wrong in my mouth. He won’t make my pain any less and I’ll feel like crying when I leave there. Then, I’ll have to wait for an appointment with the oral surgeon who we really, really can’t afford (but he doesn’t make me feel dirty and poor like the dentist does) so that I can get needles stuck in my gums to cause me more pain, all in an effort to get some relief. I wish we lived in Appalachia, where compassionate dental care is provided low-cost. No. I don’t want to live in Appalachia. Did I mention that I hate the dentist?