But, also. Yesterday? Chance for snow. And this weekend? 60 degrees. SO REALLY---? I mean...? It's kind of confusing to stay on top of weather to dress your kid properly all the time, just saying.
I was also told I was not allowed to send her in TOMS again. So long, fashion. Preschool wants you in "grippy" shoes, m'dear.
Mom fails all around. I should start charging for these, I'd be rich.
If you know me, you'd know the dentist is not my friend. I'd rather go to the va-jay-jay doctor a million times over than go to the dentist once. Ick. There's just something about the dentists that...they just come off...so....high and mighty. OK OK, I mean, they're allowed to, BUT STILL. They're all Floss more! Blah blah. You know, in that tone. And I hate leaving with a sore mouth. And dry mouth. AND I NEED TO SWALLOW, OMG I FEEL LIKE I'M GOING TO DIE. (I am a bit dramatic about this, but...yes...I don't like the dentist, mmk?)
Anyway. I have always been an every 6 month'er dentist kid/teen/adult. Then the occasional go in for a little cavity fix. I've always been prone to little cavities here and there
Even though I've always hated the dentist, I've always had a really good report for the most part. A little cavity here or there, but they always blamed that on having soft white teeth, and I always got ooh'ed and ahh'ed over that "She never had braces! But look how great her teeth are anyway!", and the dentists used to always say, "great job with your flossing!" (when I secretly didn't do it but once a week...MAYBE). I felt like I duped them, it was awesome.
Anyway. The gist of the story is, after I left my teaching job after having Emeline, I lost my dental insurance. Womp womp, right? But--secretly I was kind of glad. I hate the dentist! Yay! I'll just use money as an excuse and never go! And then, time slipped by like whoa. And self-care? Yea, that goes out the window when you're a mom of two kids. And finding babysitting to go get your teeth checked? Um, if I have a babysitter, I'd rather go to target. How cruel to use babysitting time to go to the dentist.
But I finally knew I HAD TO. My new insurance kicked in October 1st, and I had a tooth bothering me. Well, yesterday was the day. And holy mother of I-still-hate-the-dentist.
After all the fancy x-rays and digital images and 'assessment of my teeth', I just let out a big sigh and said out loud to the dentist and hygienist, "I FEEL LIKE I FAILED A TEST".
It's like 2 years of not going totally ganged up on me and kicked my butt yesterday. It was bad. I'm like THE WORST teeth grinder ever (hello stress, and headaches, and yes I knew this was an issue), and one experience with a bad dentist has led to some fillings breaking out, needing repair, and a......wait for it.......potential root canal. FOR THE LOVE. Not only that but he felt and apparently I have some jaw issues or something and he even used the words, "that's not normal" when he felt me open and close. FABULOUS.
In the end, they both assured me though, that even though it all seemed kind of bad, it really wasn't. Everything looked pretty decent and once I get a few teeth fixed up, I'll be good as new. But still?
Awful way to spend a few kid-free hours. And I will never, ever go 2 years without a dentist appointment again. I can't believe people go their whole life without visiting the dentist. Can't imagine what their first visit must be like.
Anyone have a good mom-fail story? Or dentist-hating story for me? Anyone else loathe the dentist like I do?
I don't know what it is...but that place just has me clawing the walls with anxiety.
Is it Friday yet?