I started my day knowing I had a dentists appointment to get 2 teeth removed in the afternoon. I hate getting dental work done. I am a carpet cleaner in the small town I live in and I had an empty house to clean. I had been given the key for the door so I was surprised when I arrived there and the front door was open. I walked in and it looked like someone was painting. I knew the handyman was painting the day before but the house was supposed to be ready. I called out a few times and got no answer. I checked the bedrooms, no-one, went down the stairs and found him I thought at first taking a nap. I watched him but there was no movement. I touched his leg, cold and stiff. I called 911,the ambulance and Police came. Apparently it turns out he had diabetes and had died from natural causes the afternoon before.
I went to the dentists quite happily and got my 2 teeth removed. I think after my previous experience my fear of dental work is gone.