Well yesterday was another first of sorts. It was time for dental my regular checkup. I received a reminder in the mail a couple of days ago and realised that wow, I hadn't notified the dentist of my name change, all my records were still under my old name. So on Monday I went down to their office and made the changes to my file. They didn't bat an eye.
Yesterday, off I went. I was wearing a short skirt, cut just above the knee, and was thinking to myself that I should have probably worn pants, as this would be my first time maneuvering around in a dentists chair :-[
Too late now... Anyway the hygienist came into the waiting room and called out my name and off I went following her down the myriad of hallways (how the heck will I find my way out of here) The hygienist was very sweet, she said that I could put my purse on a little shelf next to the chair and then she lowered the chair all the way down so that I was able to easily slid onto it, and I was able to swing my legs over without any problems. Too easy.
Next came the hard part, well not really, my teeth are in pretty good shape now, there's just not enough of them
I was a little worried how my make-up would hold up around my mouth with everything that was going on, and if she would notice anything unusual about the lady she was working so closely too. I shouldn't have been. With my cleaning and ex-rays finished the dentist came in and he gave me a good check up, and that was it.
For a change I felt good about going to the dentist, they treated me with respect and dignity, and I felt very comfortable being there. Now if they were going to do a root canal that would have been a different story
So all in all the little anxieties I had were groundless.
Chat later
Steph
