Jordandchan

these are words that you definately dont want to hear from:
1. your hairdresser
2. your dentist

thankfully i have never had the number 1 happen except for once at home when i died my own hair…

the second seems to be happening quite a lost of late. and its not cool. i honestly am starting to think that i ought to have all my teeth ripped out and get fake ones - surely that makes for less hassles.

yesterdays appointment was mostly supposed to be cosmetic - fix a up 2 little things he wasnt happy with - tears and the threat of another root canal therapy later i have discovered that teeth can be a little like icebergs - and mine especially are. the poor man apologises profusely every time but even his skilled eyes cant see the mess that lurks beneath my seemingly “wonderous smile”** - so when your dentist doesnt  think there is a problem and with both hands firmly wedged in your mouth - that last thing you want to hear are the muffled but still audible words “oh no” followed by a long sigh and the pat on the shoulder by the dental nurse who now knows more about you than most and has sent thanks you notes to the people who referred you because you have personally funded her christmas shopping expeditions for the next decade…

my mantra of “this doesnt hurt, its only uncomfortable” rings like a giant clanging cymbal of a lie because it does hurt, it is uncomfortable and i have to resiste ALL temptation to run screaming from the building/

i am not a wuss - i have had a broken nose, tattoos and a blown knee… but i loathe dentists - more so now than ever before.

only 1 more trip before christmas… i hope

**his words not mine.

I now know what it feels like to be trapped in a lift.…

maybe it was because it was morning and i hadnt had my coffee yet but it wasnt that bad… i called the left people - told them i was stuck - and then sat on the floor to read my book.

it was a little bit hot - and it was a pretty long 20 minutes, but i came out the otherside unscathed and ready to start my work day… and i still managed to make it to my desk by 8.30am.

today i spent the saddest Melbourne Cup Day ever… huddled in a cubicle with a colleague listening to the race on a radio - hoping to not be overheard.

it was uneventful - i think maybe next year i will have the day off.  Its not about the race, or the money, or the partying - its about all of Australia for 10 minutes having something in common that has lasted me a lifetime of memories. its just a little bit sad to have missed out this year on spending that time having fun with people that i am around most of my week…

yesterdays 1st session of root canal therapy has me remembering all the reasons i hate dentists - and why grinding my teeth is so bad… and expensive.

lets face it - i knew it was going to be bad. you dont get pain like that without something being wrong. Not even Neurofen Zavance could fix it. I could lie and say i was trying to find the time - except he’s open till 7pm - or that it was only a small hole - like the size of garge that would hold a small car… like… i dont know - a Hummer- or that i just had something better to do… but in reality im just plain scared of dentists… and i know everyone has their ‘why i hate dentists’ story but mine is long and horrible and i feel justified.

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but when the time comes to decide whether you will get your teeth fixed - or take that holiday you wanted - you know that maybe, just maybe, you’ve left it that little bit too long in between visits.

only 3 more session on 1 tooth… and then theres the other stuff… i think i need a second job.