Oh, how I love the Dentist...

As my family and friends all know, I have the worst teeth of anyone I've ever met in my life! Everyone thinks my teeth are so great b/c they are shiny and white, but little do they know...
My dentist even asked Shane the very first time I went in there, "Boy, didn't you know you're supposed to look at her teeth BEFORE you marry her...? What were you thinking?" (Ha...Ha...ha...) Yeah. He's a really funny guy. So, today, I went in there alone to get 3 more teeth filled. -This is not counting the other 4 or 5 appointments I've had working on all my other teeth.- I usually get gassed so that I don't know nothing, I don't think nothing, I don't feel nothing...however, being that I am prego, they didn't let me have any. Wide awake is NOT how I like it. Not at ALL! So, here I am, texting Shane, being scared and waiting, just waiting for when they bring that huge needle to stick in my gums. OUCH! So, there I am, about to pee my pants when here he comes. He sticks me once and leaves so it'll permeate my whole mouth. 10 mins later, am I numb?? No, not even a little bit. Ok, so here comes the neeldle again...and then again, after it still has no effect. I mean for reals doc, where're you puttin that stuff??? So, finally, he decides to stick the needle directly into my root. Pain, oh the pain! It hurt so bad that I started shaking uncontrollably! The doc grabbed me by the shoulders and asked if I was ok...I was laughing at myself, hyperventilating and crying all at the same time. Then, after a minute we got started. It didn't hurt while they were doing it but it kills now! Where he gave me the shots, wow. And one of my teeth was bad enough he thinks we might need to do a root canal. We'll see. So, that was my excitement for today. I didn't go to work b/c I was/am feeling so gross! So, here I am at Mike and Sheila's just sitting on the couch blogging. I love this house! I was hoping Blake would be here but I don't think I would be too much fun for him like this anyways.
Morning sickness is totally kicking my butt! Yesterday I was fixing dinner and dry heaving. Talk about gross! Poor Shane comes home and wants to hold me but I pushed him away b/c I was about to dry heave again. He kind of freaks out when he sees me like that. He was trying to make me go to bed and let him finish dinner, cute, but I couldn't do that. I stayed home all day yesterday b/c I had a job interview and then got sick so ended up laying around! I feel like such a lazy turd most days but then again I feel bad enough to want to stay in bed too but go to work unless I have appointments. So I really do work hard. (I sound like I'm trying to convince myself.) Haha!
I've only got a week and 2 days til the Dr. appointment. Can't wait! Haha. Ok, well I really am feeling like a steaming pile of pooh, so I'm going to lay my head down and go to sleep.