I think I'm getting old: I actually WANT to go see a dentist. I asked Noam to recommended a good one, and as she gave me his phone number she told me there is no way she'd come with me. See, Noam is terrified of dentists. So much so, that she believes my toothache is part of a big plan to get her into a dentist's chair. I'm part of it, her mum, MY mum- she trusts no one. It sounds like a joke when she says it, but I can see in her eyes that she really believes she's the star of her own Truman Show/Dentist challenge TV program.