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I have to have a filling replaced.  Not a big deal, one might think, considering that most of my teeth have fillings in them anyway.  Right?  Only, they were done by the most patient, caring, gentle and understanding dentist in the world.  Then the bugger had to go are RETIRE!  What the hell am I supposed to do now?  He has been replaced with Attila the Hun who has decided there's oil under those old fillings and she's out to get herself some.  And she has the NERVE to laugh at me when I voiced my lily livered, yellow bellied, wussy fears.  I miss my old dentist.  Please God, bring him back just for a few hours so he can fix my mouth.  I promise never to chew gum or eat hard candy again.  I will floss every night and even use the rubber gum thingy.  Oh man...