A Drill and A Valium

Richie had his dentist appointment today to fix his front tooth. Unfortunately, all did not go as planned. He had way too much anxiety about the whole thing. He has very sensitive teeth and just talking about drilling teeth just makes his skin crawl. He freaks out and works himself up. I have a hard time relating because I enjoy going to the dentist. Maybe I am the twisted one. :-)
Basically, his blood pressure was way too high for the dentist to work on him. She said she has a range that he must be in and he exceeded that range. Now, he has to reschedule and go back- next time with a Valium. Boys...