I have been dreading this day for months. I am lucky that Michael was off to help me endure taking our baby girl to get her cavity in her tooth filled. We arrived at 10:00 a.m. promptly and checked in; however, our appointment was not recorded on the schedule. I asked if I could just speak to a dentist for five minutes regarding my options because I was not interested in sedation as recommended. They ended up squeezing us in and using nothing but laughing gas to correct the issue. I freaked out the entire time they had her in the room; any time I heard another child cry or yell out I freaked out. The secretary was kind enough to go and look in the room and tell me what was going on when I freaked. After my and Micheal's 30 minutes of agony waiting for Gabby we walked into the room to a smiley baby girl who pushed out of the way to continue watching "Tangled." She never mentioned the dentist after the visit. When we tried to ask her questions about it she w