The best laid plans

The plan was for a quiet day. Then the phone rang this morning and it was my dentist. Apparently she’d had a cancellation, been going through the book to see who had a long wait, and I got drawn out. As I’m pretty phobic, I thought going in today so that I didn’t have a while to build up to it sounded like a good idea, but it did rather spoil my day. I wrote a list, but got barely anything done (apart from writing the list 🙁 )

But I was determined to spend more quality time with the children, so one thing I did do was turn off the computer. I made sure that I played with them (Ok, sat in the sun on the back door step while they ran round the garden, and occasionally threw a tennis ball at/ to one or the other of them), read to them (4 library books to Big while Small was asleep, anything he’d let me read while he was awake), made a word tree with Big (will take piccies when I find the camera and empty the piccies on there atm), and got her to help with the housework. She did some of the washing up after lunch, then declared she was bored and cleared off again. Wish I could do that!

We also did some drawing, but not from the Mona Brookes book, she didn’t want to use that as it didn’t have enough pictures! Instead it was an “I can draw” ballerina.

And then I took her to the dentist with me, while Small continued his nap – he slept over three hours in the end! On some levels I wish I hadn’t – I felt that I couldn’t tell the dentist clearly enough how scared I was, because I didn’t want her to think that it was anything to be scared of, and then I didn’t feel I could make a fuss about how much pain I was in while I was being dealt with, because I don’t want her to think that’s a standard part of being at the dentist. It did occur to me later though, that demonstrating my assertiveness, rather than my lack of it, would have been good for her. As it was I sat there silently while this woman tried to pull my teeth out by the roots while cleaning them, injected me directly into a nerve, and then chatted with her nurse over my head while I dug holes in the arms of her chair. The whole process hurt rather a lot, and the nerve injection meant that once it did numb up, the entire right side of my face went dead. Don’t recall having so much numbness from a single injection before. I also forgot to check whether I was OK to feed Small afterwards, but I’m assuming that given I didn’t feed him for about 4 hours it should be OK.

My entire head hurts now, and I’m cross with myself for accepting that level of treatment. I felt really sick when I was leaving there and I’m already hyperventilating about the idea of going back in 6 months. Plus the filling that she has done feels odd – she seemed to struggle with it quite a bit – said something to her nurse about it being at an awkward angle. She asked if it was OK when she was done, but I really wasn’t sure given the amount of numbness I had. So now I’m not sure what to do, but I don’t think staying with her would be a good idea. Got six months to find an alternative, and it could easily take that long. 🙁

So I’m going to take my headache off for an early night, and hope it all feels better when I wake up. Apparently I missed a phone call reminding me to take dinosaurs to home ed group tomorrow – can’t say I have the first idea what that is about, and we don’t have any, so not feeling too hopeful about that either.