Teeth Cleaning

I HATE the dentist!  Well... I don't actually hate the dentist... I just hate having my teeth cleaned.  I hate the procedure, not the man.  So this is difficult for me to admit... but the fact that I am able to have my teeth cleaned is truly a blessing (I guess.) :)  I know that there are many, many people that do not have access to dental health professionals.  People who would trade me places in a heartbeat because they have suffered from the lack of care.  I'm well aware that I've been blessed throughout my life because I have seen a dentist on a regular basis and that I take my teeth for granted... but somehow... every six months when the appointment comes around, I become irrational.  I told him today that as I get older, the anxiety of the appointment is getting worse and worse.  He suggested that I might take a mild sedative before the next procedure and I heartily agreed.  I'll try anything.  It's either that or I know I'm going to start canceling appointments. So I am officially counting my teeth cleaning as a blessing... even though it doesn't always seem like it at the time... But if we stop and think about it, this statement is true of many of the blessings in our lives.  We don't appreciate them until after the fact or even worse... when they are no longer available to us.  I'm going to try very hard not to let that happen.