Of a post-dentistry.

Hooray for my dentist. My teeth cleaning for this year is finished and I might encounter some dentist stops in the coming months.

I told her I had three outstanding phobias. Fear of needles, fear of dentists, and fear of self-induced blood. And looky-looky, three out of three every time I go to the dentist or the possibility of three out of three phobias when I visit the dentist.

I really don't know how I evolved dentists' phobia.

I just hate the dentist's before.