I will, Somehow this whole tooth thing is touching on a bunch of stuff I'm trying to deal with in therapy and Id on't know how to stop beating myself up. I know this doesn't make me a bad person but my internal critic/drill sergent has those mental tapes playing in my head.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Having my dentists set up appts for cleanings every 3-4 months, a year at a time? Has really gotten me over a lot of anxiety. I just gotta show up. And if new work shows up needed, they schedule right then, usually within a week.
Finding a provider you can trust is key. I trust mine. They've fought insurance for me, put me on a different fee scale when insurance is burnt out. I'll stick with them even if I go off one of the insurance plans they accept (and have.)
I hope you find someone you trust.
Thanks for all your supprotive words. I'm feeling better and less semi-hysterical.
I have a wooden crate filled with all my old journals (or most of them, I think I lost a few and I never wrote every day) and I decided to open one up and see if I could get some insight into where some of this is coming from.
I picked a journal from 2002 (ish) A lot has changed since then but a lot of it is the same. and about every other entry is a mention of the b.org and Bitches in particular. Including one entry about how I was upset about something (I dind't actually refernce what I was upset about) and Bitches helped me and gave me insight.
It doesn't seem like that much time has passed but this community has meant so much to me and even though not all of you have been around for the past 12 years I count it all the same. And you guys are awesome.
Thank goodness, the situation is resolved. Now we just need to figure out how we can get 360lbs of potentially infected dog to a vet waaaay across town tomorrow.
Sigh.
I'm pretty sure I can rent a van from zipcar.
Again, I say, sigh.
I felt that last year, askye. it sucked.(in my case it didn't help that my dentist was a noob and didn't know how to explain anything, including things like payment plans. Bonny, I wish you lived close enough to work with my brother's sheltie. He's a sweetie, but he's so fearful, because he was rescued from god-knows-what.
And Will is The World's Best Boyfriend. After this whole thing he suggested we go to Goodwill to look around becuase I always like going there and it cheers me up (it does! and I found shoes and gloves). Then we saw Fury and had lunch and got more soft mushy food for tomorrow.
The big thing though, he said if they would let him and I needed it, he'd go back in the room and be in there while I had the tooth pulled. I don't think they'll let him do that, but he'll be there. And he was there today, even though I didn't need someone to drive me I just needed the emotional support.
Unfortunatley tomorrow he has to go back to work after I'm done with the appointment. Otherwise I would have him stick around we'd watch The Princess Bride. He's never seen it before "Because it doesn't have sword fights or anything interesting".
I told him - it does and Andre the Giant! So as soon as we can we're watching The Princess Bride.
I sit in with people while they are at the dentist all the time. Unless there is truly no room, they will allow Will to be with you.
He hasn't seen The Princess Bride! Whoa!
And askye, you're awesome too and you give as good as you get ;)
Bonny, I wish you lived close enough to work with my brother's sheltie. He's a sweetie, but he's so fearful, because he was rescued from god-knows-what.
Me too, erika. I'd be happy to help! Shelties are notorious for being pretty high strung. They need a job to keep from having all that excess energy make them crazy. Have your brother look up indoor games for dogs on youtube and find some he would enjoy...nose work and/or tricks. Learning to enjoy something like walking through a hoop might really help.
eta: I got to work with a 9 week old Golden Retriever this evening. An adorable cotton ball on wheels. Seriously floofy. Thank goodness the young couple called me. This pooch is going to be huge and rambunctious...totally NOT suitable for their lawyerly lifestyle, but I think they'll be okay.
Thankfully, they are super smart people who will actually do what they paid me to tell them to do!
In the meanwhile...FLOOOOOF!
Will said the title didn't interest him - it's princesses and weddings. And also when it came out I'm pretty sure he was busy with his dairy farm and not going to the movies often.
I have a feeling that when we watch he'll recognize some scenes from seeing it on TV somehow. I started to tell him the whole plot but I stopped myself so there could be some surprises. I was really trying to sell it to him, but he said I had him at Andre the Giant.