Words cannot express

Everything about it is a trauma to me.


Si had to make the appointment and spring it on me.

I stood on the doorstep for ten minutes til they opened after lunch.  That was sufficient reason for me to leave.

I sat in the waiting room for a further eight minutes until i was taken; by that time my eyes were welling up.

I went through, i nodded responses.

I put my headphones on.

I took this shot while i started my book.

I lay there not breathing for as long as possible and felt tears run out the corner of my eyes.

I turned the volume of my book ever louder to drown out the noise.

And now, am sitting in the car sobbing to myself, already devising ways of cancelling my next check up.

I am terrified of the dentist i am.



Edit, less than 1 hour after leaving surgery.  The frikking repair had disappeared from my tooth within 20 minutes of leaving surgery. I got back to office and my tooth is bare naked again.  Am I going back in?  No I don't bloody think so.