Doctor, Doctor Give Me The News
Crawling under rocks for years at a time clearly does not protect one from life's woes, it merely allows them to compound without resistance. No matter how impenetrable you think that rock may be. And that crushing feeling -- it is not simply the weight of the rock, but that and everything that piles up on it while you hide. I began crawling out from under my rock this year...
So dentist visit number two was today and the news was somewhat expected.
While it wasn't up to my worst case fears, it certainly wasn't the news a rock dweller like myself was hoping to hear. It didn't take long after hearing that I had an abscess (apparently for a while), that my head went into a daze. Perhaps that was a good thing -- an anesthetic -- so words like root canal and phrases like estimated expense and timeframe would simply sink in and I wouldn't have to feel a thing.
"Questions", he asked?
Are you kidding, I thought quietly to myself, still numbed from the news.
"No", I muttered, "No questions yet".
My first appointment is already set. It will be the day after my birthday. I still plan to attend, but that rock is looking pretty inviting right now.
Posted by ac at June 12, 2003 12:19 PM