I've got no one to blame but me~self...I've put off this blasted dental work for SO long that I'm really paying the piper right now.
Today was deep periodontal cleaning...when they say DEEP...they mean it! Now I'm NOT a woosie...my darling son was delivered at a full back weight of 10 lb 11 oz AND was 22 inches long AND was delivered NATURAL...she holds up arm and flexes muscle!
But...this dentist visit was NOT fun. When they asked if I was coming back next week....I said Sweet BABY Jesus...NO...I need a month to recover from Johnnie's (the dental associate) Chamber of Horrors!! He took it in stride and said...oh come on...we'll set you up for October 31st...and I said...right...so you can wear your DRACULA costume right??
I swear...he likes that drill, those instruments and that lazor light wayyyyyy too much.
At one point I said..."What's that burning smell?" He said..."oh...it's just your gum, I didn't like the way it looked there so I burned it off.. WHAAAATTTT??? I think I might need that attachment...but evidently not.
But you can certainly understand why I need a month to recover...I guess I have a high threshold for pain on every part of me bod but me teeth! I'm a quivering woosie girl there!
Don't get me wrong, it will be worth it in the end. I kept telling myself that as I was running around in my imagination trying to find my 'happy place'...I was looking for that beautiful shoreline, the rolling waves, the hot sun, and the cool sand and that colorful beach chair...I was looking HARD!
But I couldn't quite find the spot so I entertained myself with the mantra...how much longer...how much longer...I'm not coming back for a month...I'm going to get through this...people do...don't they? Was Johnnie an executioner in a former life, did I offend Johnnie in any way, WHY does Johnnie seem to enjoy this digging, scrapping and probing SO DARN much.
At that point he said...you know Ms. Bobbi that a few of our patients don't even get numbed for this...they just take the whole thing without any shots. IDIOTS, I gagged out. What? He smiled...MOOOORRROOONS...I gurgled! He smiled...we're all done now and you are GONNA love me when your gums are all pretty and pink.
DOUBTFUL ...I smiled wryly! That was my day at the dentist...stay tuned for more torture updates...oh...how appropriate...just in time for the month of ghouls and ghostly apparitions during the ghostly month of October!
AND I'm telling you Johnnie had to be related to dracula somewhere in his bloodline!