today i woke with a knot and a few butterflies flying around my tummy
today i woke with no signs of a toothache and a mouth full of happy teeth being kind to me
.
today i had my appointment with the dentist.
12.20pm : I walked through the doors, palms sweaty and a little shaky.
WHY?
what is it about dentists that make me feel anxious and wanna be sick?
'come in sarah, take a seat' he said with a smile
DONT SMILE AT ME
. i know what your about to do .
x-rays taken and words traded
turns out my teeth are BAD
i sat in the chair and they went to work
drilled away, hit the nerve, cut my lip and injected way more drugs.
more words were traded
words i never thought i'd hear..
" sarah it appears you may need root canal in both the top and bottom teeth "
tears filled my eyes....
i didn't want to show my fear... but i did.
and they wouldn't stop.
i gathered myself and headed off
then was slapped in the face with the payment
is it the fear of the chair at the dentist?
or the fear of the amount payable?
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had to bail out of this blog quicker then planned, drugs worn off, pain unbearable, off to go snuggle up with mumma bear and whinge about the agony
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