My Dad

Yesterday my dad put his life in my hands...okay not his life but his teeth. He volunteered to be my patient, and a good patient he was. He has never been to a dental hygienist, and surprisingly he wasn't in too bad of shape. We got him all cleaned up with no extractions taking place. For two nights I tossed and turned worrying that all his teeth would fall out and then everytime he went to eat he'd think of what a horrible daughter I am. But instead I made his smile prettier! He drove 2 and half hours, to have me staring in his face for four hours!!! What a guy, I love my Dad to death and wouldn't change him for the world!