So today was a test of how well these drugs are working, its not a brilliant test but it will do for a starter.
I had to go to the dentist, by myself. The dentist is a car ride away, its a lot further than I normally go by myself.
The app was at 2.20. The morning was pure hell, I didn’t want to go, I was trying to think of many different reasons as to why I didn’t want to go.
However, this was important, due to no longer having a front tooth, if I ever wanted to talk or smile without being self conscience I needed to do this.
I walked in and shit the place was so crowded I nearly thought fuck it, and walked back out, but at the back of my mind was my family and my friends encouraging me to do this.
So I sat down, I had nothing really to distract me, I had left it as late as possible to get there in the hope that they would be running on time. So instead I wrote what the first thoughts came into my head. Here they are
- Dentist waiting room needs to be bigger
- I should be told if there is a delay
- I think half the waiting room are here to support one person. Nop could be wrong, think its a group of friends who have all booked to see the dentist as part of a day out
- Five minutes late, this is not going to plan
- I think I am going to start hating that clock
- Should of bought a book
- Should of booked the damn thing for this morning
- Anxiety is about an 8
- Who are these staff members who keep coming in and out, why are they not helping people to be seen quicker
- Ten minutes late anxiety is now eight and a half and rising
- I wonder if its a thing that all dentists are short. They all seem to be shorter than me, well apart from that dentist person
- The 2.40 apps are now coming in. How long have some of these people been waiting
- Shit, I can hear a drill and someone really needs to answer the fucking phone
- Just noticed my phone and the clock on the wall say two different things.
And this is where I was called. I was waiting about 12 minutes all in all. It felt like a lifetime, however I kept it together, well at least on the outside. Obviously what was going on in my head was pure panic.