. . . when you find yourself looking forward to a visit to the dentist's office because you'll get to lie quietly for twenty minutes.
And you know the situation has become critical when the visit exceeds your expectations. The chair was exquisitely soft, the river raging past the window relaxing, and the gentle scratch of metal upon enamel a soothing lullaby.
It was fabulous.
The hygienist said that if I really wanted, I could make another appointment for next week.