So, I was pontificating recently over the multitudes of surgeries and treatments my dad had to undergo and endure in his fight against cancer, he was amazing, he went through some really major stuff including 8 hour surgeries,chemo and many other less than lovely things, and he barely uttered a word of complaint or showed more than the minimum of fear.
It kind of put into perspective my dental phobia, (which is well documented here if are are bored enough to want to read it) ok, so we are different people and we all react differently to fear but nonetheless, to be so terrified of having one tooth extracted, that has caused me pain for almost two years, began to seem a little pathetic.
It was thus that yesterday I took the bull by it's proverbial horns and made an appointment for said procedure to be carried out today....and I did it, the offending item is gone!! Yayyy!!
I will admit to having to have my sister in tow and to visibly shaking but I did it and I did it without my usual dental assistance, Valium!
If my dad can go through what he had too I can damn well have a tooth out, he kept telling me to get it done every time he saw me 'winding' food around my mouth or taking pain meds trying to avoid the pain, so I did it....and about bloody time!
*Oh....and it's snowing!!! Yipee :o)
Thursday, 17 December 2009
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Well done you! (Commiserations on the snow.;))
Good job! I went last fall and had some work done that I had been putting off for years (like 14 years - it is a wonder I made it that long.) The fear was worse then the reality and the relief and finally being able to eat what I want and not have to worry has been very nice. Thinking about how nice it would be to have things fixed helped me stay focused.
Take care and be brave, the fear is worse then the reality.
DG
Attagirl,
Like we say in the states: "Cowboy up and get 'er done."
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