tiggerspoohbear
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I admit I don't do well with dentists. I went to see one at the age of 25 to have a tooth refilled and I bit him. He threw me out of his office and advised that I see a practice that dealt with "hard cases". I admit he was a children's dentist. Now was it my fault he hurt me and didn't pull his thumb out of my mouth fast enough and I bit down by reflex? O no no no. I admit I have to see one now, I know I'm going to need dental surgery. This entails 8 or 9 shots of novocaine for each tooth, laughing gas at 100% and of course semi-knocking me out with an IV. I do NOT make a good patient. I admit I'm still awake, answering my e-mails, playing my FB games and checking the threads I've subscribed to. I admit I'm sitting in the dark, my eyes are burning, but I'm a stubborn cuss and will get through them all now. I admit hugs and thoughts and prayers to Allie, her mom and family. You have an amazing mom, I'm in awe of her. And of you as well. You did the right thing being there.
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