Published January 29, 2009 in the Commercial Appeal
The first time I went to the dentist, I was 6 years old. I had at least six cavities, and when the dentist was done with me, I never wanted to go back. But I did, and every time I had a new cavity or two (or three). My mom told me I was born with bad teeth like her. (My twin sister got our dad's good teeth. To this day she's never had a cavity.)...(Read more)
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