It has been a bit of a mad few days. The Git had a toothache and I had to take him to the Emergency Dentist. This, of course is after two nights of sitting up with the poor little guy. I finally managed to get an appointment with the Emergency Dental Service. I am a bad Mother and a self confessed Dental Phobic. Joshy used to attend the Dentist with the parents as I could not face it. I have not been to the Dentist in 20 years.
I, very (shakily) parked at the Dentist and told The Git 'everything would be okay' (Liar!). I was dreading it but The Git was unreasonably confident and told me not to worry. I had to fill in some forms but the arm was not very well so The Dental Nurse helped me. Joshy was really relaxed and I was on the point of fainting. I asked him if would like to go in alone. 'Oh No mum, I would like you to come in with me' he said. 'Okay' said I, in a very shaky voice.
We were summoned by The Dental Nurse. By this stage I was ready to collapse but staggered through to the Surgery. Oh Man, do you think that all Dentists ought to be locked up? You really, have to have a strong stomach to be a Dentist, failing that you ought to be receiving the highest form of Mental Health Counselling!
We were greeted by a very pretty girl, who was very relaxed with the Git. She was wonderful with him. He flirted with her (as all 12 year old boys do), and he played with the Chair, and she let him! I was not in a great place at this stage. The Dental Nurse took one look at me and shoved my head between my legs. I was as green as the top I was wearing! Joshy got his temporary filling and I managed to stay awake.
We got into the waiting room and I had to sit down for 20 minutes. Josh could not understand why I was in a such a state and I did not let on! The (lovely) Dentist asked us to register with our local Dental Surgery as they were taking on NHS patients. I bravely drove to said Dental Surgery and guess what.....the Receptionist took one look at me and sat me down, whilst shoving my head between my knees. I did not manage to stay awake and fainted, The Git thought this was very funny. Thank god he does not realise that I faint in fear! We did manage to register after the embarrassing fainting episode.
I told Penfold about the Dentist Debacle, he laughed his head off but was quite sympathetic. Oh well, that is just me....time for me to pull myself together if my son is being so brave! I will meet Mr Dentist in two weeks. Bets are on for me passing out!
I went to the hairdressers today. I have had 'Candy Floss' hair for the last few months due to my anaemia and the meds I have been taking. My hair has been driving me mad and I HATE being so precious about it. I have always had a big curly head of hair until a year ago. The hair started to fall out. Three types of anaemia, etc, etc... but with my hair I could usually put some serum on it and get away with thinning hair. Ho...Hum, not recently. I wake in my bed and find my pillow full of hair. Going in the shower has been terrifying as I have had to deal with great handfuls of hair in my hands.
I have a fantastic Hairdresser, they have tried to look after my hair, welcomed me and always looked after me. My lovely girls are wonderful. It was time today to get rid of the 'Candy Floss Hair'. All the girls were around me as I had all the 'Floss' cut off by Kerry, the Maestro of the Scissors. I am feeling a little strange but bloody delighted with her cut. I may seem brave but to be honest I am relieved that I have lost 'the Floss'.
The last time I had this hair cut was 20 years ago and I feel GOOD. Thanks to Kerry, Roxy for being there and of course my lovely Arlene.
Namaste
Muse x
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