I have to have a (yet another) root canal. My dentist is called Mona. Tuesday at 3 p.m. she'll get on my nerve (get it?). In the meantime I'll have fun with antibiotics and pain killers that knock me halfway flat.
(It's not that I am afraid to go to the dentist, I am afraid of what the dentist is going to do to me and how much it'll hurt. And cost. Ouch.)