I've been driving myself crazy this week. I'm completely knackered, while I haven't physically done anything at all (I mean, who can call 1,5 hours of Japanese calligraphy a physical activity?)
I am so happy that at least the working part of it is over, but unfortunately it still leaves one scary thing: the dental surgeon.
It's totally irrational. I don't really understand why I'm so scared about it, but well, I am. I have no terrifying memories of my visits to the hospital to have teeth pulled out when I was much younger (11-ish, I think) so why is this bothering me so much??
Okay - breath in, breath out.
I'll be fine. Just tell me to get a grip...
I am so happy that at least the working part of it is over, but unfortunately it still leaves one scary thing: the dental surgeon.
It's totally irrational. I don't really understand why I'm so scared about it, but well, I am. I have no terrifying memories of my visits to the hospital to have teeth pulled out when I was much younger (11-ish, I think) so why is this bothering me so much??
Okay - breath in, breath out.
I'll be fine. Just tell me to get a grip...
3 comments:
if its something they can put you under for, do it! i loved my dose of laughing gas when they pulled out my wisdom tooth, it was like some kind of an out of body experience. sure it hurt 2 days later, but the crazy beats going through your head while under anesthesia rock! :)
Aw, hon, don't worry. Just think of all the nice painkillers they're going to give you for after . . .
'anonymous' - unfortunately it was just local anesthetics (sp?) so I could get to enjoy all the noise while the doctor was at it... :s
But yeah, Y is right, the painkillers are doing their work. And of course, it's not half as bad as I had imagined. Duh.
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