Tuesday, July 02, 2013
Dentists and blood tests: Ugh. Is there anyone out there with good childhood memories? When I was a kid, I regarded them all as MONSTERS! Nowadays, I am blessed with the gentlest dentist in Raleigh, and I actually look forward to getting my teeth cleaned, but the mere mention of Novacaine sets me into a panic. As far as doctors go, those yearly blood tests make me wince. I also despise the way my family doctor leaves me sitting for what feels like HOURS half-clad in those horrid paper gowns, (If I were a doctor, I would provide cushy robes and a cushioned chair.)
Yesterday was my day: I bit down too hard on a peach pit, and I got to spend two and a half hours in a dentist chair being pricked, prodded ... Drilled ... OUCH! On top of that, I already had a scheduled physical, which meant even more needles ... Syringes ... Ghastly things, aren't they?
Today, though, the relief of knowing I have been cared for leaves me fairly ecstatic. And in spite of all my fears about doctors, How blessed I am! That dentist and his assistant -- hovering over me for such a long time just to be certain that molar stays alive -- The overworked doctor, who keeps me waiting because she is so good, so personable and caring that she spends time -- real time -- with each patient so she can be certain she's covered all the bases ... They are wonderful people.
My hat's off to this profession. I cannot imagine what it is like to know you're on call every second of your life. Nevertheless, my goal remains: Stay FAR, FAR away from them! It's why I'm on Spark ... REALLY!!!
PS I wrote this blog a couple of hours ago, and my good feelings were, moments ago, confirmed as the dental assistant took time out of her busy day to call and make sure that I am okay. Wow! If you live in Raleigh, I highly recommend Dr. Wiggs.