The Dentist Scares Me

toothless smile - Photo Credit: Jamieanne via Flickr Creative Commons

I was thinking I’d do a little “Stream of Consciousness Sunday” (SOC) writing today (even though it’s Monday) because last week I had so much fun doing it.

But today’s prompt (it was actually yesterday, but that’s just nit-picky) was:

How has the internet changed your life – professionally and/or personally?

And I had so many things to say about this but they all seemed so, I don’t know, clichéd.  Thoughts such as – I’m finally connected with friends from the past.  I stay connected to friends in the present more easily.  My business has grown and grown.

I’m more organized.

I appear smarter.

And I don’t feel like I need to get my pictures developed anymore.

But really, the internet has changed my life because it gives me the medium to tell you this story.

I was totally freaked out about a dentist appointment today.  I mean I was scared.  Really scared.  I had to have a procedure re-done and the first time it hurt like a M—er F—er.  So yeah, I made a pretty big deal about it.

I told Superman and then made him feel bad because he wasn’t going to be here for me.

I told my mother because it was Mother’s Day yesterday and well, what mother doesn’t want to feel needed on Mother’s Day?  So I told her my woes and she said, “Now, now Kirsten, it will be okay.  Do you want me to delay my trip home?”

“No”, I replied, “That’s okay.”  But secretly I was glad she asked.

I told my kids, “Now if I’m sleeping when you get home DON’T WAKE ME UP because I’m having “that procedure” and I might be on pain medicine.

I called my neighbors and arranged rides for the kids because I might be on pain meds and can’t drive.

I told my sister.  Twice.

I told my Dad and my Step-mom.  Twice.

And I told myself over and over again…

You can do this.
Be brave.
It’ll be over before you know it.
Just think, you can come home, take a Vicodin and just sleep the rest of the day.
And you can have What Not To Wear and A Baby Story on in the background while you rest.
So be brave and keep you eye on the finish line.

So I did.  I did it!  I went to the dentist.

And they told me I had the wrong day and they’ll see me in a month.

So what should I do with my day?  (And don’t say weeding!)

This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post.
No proofreading or spell checking.
This is writing in the raw.
Stream of Consciouness Sunday