Reality Bites

 

The Home Office is done. I put up the framed drawing my son did when he was in first grade and I got the new pillow. I think the room looks great and it’s a pleasure to work in.

Reality “bit” when I went to the dentist on Monday. I had a loose filling that needed not to be replaced (because it itself was already a replacement), but a crown. We all know how much $$$ are.

So now I have another crown, and a big bill.

I’ll be sewing later to soothe myself.

What do you do when...

What do you do when you're lying in the dentist's chair for a two hour appointment in which you are getting a crown on one of your back teeth?

You don't think of them drilling, you don't think of the chips flying all over your face, you don't think of the icky smells, you don't think of the light in your eyes. You don't listen to the dentist ask for this tool or that one, or say to his assistant, "hold her tongue out of the way." You don't poke your tongue (well, if you could feel it, you sure wouldn't) in the tooth they are working on, and you don't wring your hands.

You go someplace else.

I designed a quilt in my head.

I was so far away that more than once the dentist had to repeat his instructions to me to do something, because I wasn't listening.