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Jul. 24th, 2008 09:34 pmI think, having had toothache for three and a half weeks, I am actually going to have to see the dentist. D:
I think dentists are odd scary people and I am not sure what it can be that drives a person to be a dentist other than the desire to cause fear, pain and distress. At least I am helping someone achieve that ambition. I will try and get an appointment tomorrow. I am anxious that as I have left it so long there will be an infection and anaesthesia withh therefore not work, or that he will decide the tooth has to come out - and I am borderline phobic about the hole left in the mouth when a tooth is extracted. I can't stop from probing it, but am filled with nausea everytime my tongue gets near.... yuk.
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On an unrelated note I woke up last night, to find myself in the action of pouring my bedtime drink onto the floor. And I don't mean I knocked the glass, or that I attemptd to take a drink and spilled - I had, in my sleep, physically lifted the drink and was actively emptying it onto the floor. WTF?
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One of my offenders attended today, very very drunk, - armed with two big dogs he told me were for protection - and proceeded to spend half hour losing his temper and geting very angry with me. No one was nearby, I couldn't find my alarm (not that I actually needed it, but just in case..) and I was aware that these two dogs could at any time decide that if Daddy didn't like me they didn't either. Not nice. It was an abject lesson in the effect of alcohol, 'cos this man is normally a sweetheart, so polite and considerate and yet today I was genuinely frightened of him. brrr.
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I think dentists are odd scary people and I am not sure what it can be that drives a person to be a dentist other than the desire to cause fear, pain and distress. At least I am helping someone achieve that ambition. I will try and get an appointment tomorrow. I am anxious that as I have left it so long there will be an infection and anaesthesia withh therefore not work, or that he will decide the tooth has to come out - and I am borderline phobic about the hole left in the mouth when a tooth is extracted. I can't stop from probing it, but am filled with nausea everytime my tongue gets near.... yuk.
~~~
On an unrelated note I woke up last night, to find myself in the action of pouring my bedtime drink onto the floor. And I don't mean I knocked the glass, or that I attemptd to take a drink and spilled - I had, in my sleep, physically lifted the drink and was actively emptying it onto the floor. WTF?
~~~
One of my offenders attended today, very very drunk, - armed with two big dogs he told me were for protection - and proceeded to spend half hour losing his temper and geting very angry with me. No one was nearby, I couldn't find my alarm (not that I actually needed it, but just in case..) and I was aware that these two dogs could at any time decide that if Daddy didn't like me they didn't either. Not nice. It was an abject lesson in the effect of alcohol, 'cos this man is normally a sweetheart, so polite and considerate and yet today I was genuinely frightened of him. brrr.
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