[m i a o w] the cat

OK - I don’t think it’s weird to get numb needles to have my teeth cleaned. If I didn’t, the whole country would shut down as my screams rent the air asunder. But back at my mind-bogglingly exciting place of work, everyone thinks I am a freakazoid. I had eight needles - I needed them, because she still had to stop every now and then to check that I was still alive and hadn’t astral travelled on a one way excursion to a better place. Personally I think I am sensible. Needles don’t freak me out nearly as much as the possibility of feeling someone poke a long pointy bit of metal on to what may very well be my raw toothsome nerve ending. So there. I feel like I have a mouth that looks like Homer.
Now I’m just trying to think of how many points to demerit M for going into the dentist before me and then heading off to see a movie as I was lead to the Chair. He knows I am a dentaphobe, and yet he cares not. Actually - I’ve been getting so stressed out about fitting people into our visit (namely, my parents - if only they hadn’t divorced, it would have been just one easy visit - gah) that I don’t think I’ve been the best or funnest partner in crime. I say - minus 17 points. That will do nicely.

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I myself am a dentaphobe, like yourself. I just can’t stand it. I went for a clean recently and was told that one of my fillings needs to be refilled, as part of it has dropped off (while I was being good and flossing, mind you!) So instead of saying I’d be back in a week, I opted for the four week away appointment.
Yes, partly so we have enough money to afford such an expense, but also so I can psych myself up to going there again. ugh!

Rae typed this on Jul 28 04 at 2:45 pm

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