Good morning Michael and all GN's from a still ,dark morning in North Yorkshire. I had meant to read the last couple of days posts first before I wrote on here, but as I am literally unable to move about much and am frustrated in my ability to do anything right now, and going to start my saga, and hopefully get going in a little while, when I can begin to catch up.
Well my non-routine days continued but in the end , hopefully, finished a little better than it began. I was physically not in a good place, and struggled to get myself showered and dressed etc for the dentist, as the time commitment meant that I had to press on, and couldnt let my body dictate the pace.That combined with my feeling about dentist, and having to meet a new one, and feeling worried about the gap bit I could feel with my tongue, so likely to need some treatment, meant a hard time, coupled with the unknown new person made me aware of how I manage to usually kid myself, that I choose to sit here writing first or take an age drinking my coffee . This lets me keep up the delusion that I am still quite fit, but being in a leisurely mood .
So rather reluctantly I carried on getting ready, and suddenly could not see my little card anywhere with the time on etc and the phone number to check. Searching around, no luck and this special dentists clinic is attached to the local hospital, physically, but is overseen by another area. Getting more tense, I rang the hospital to ask for the number for the other place. Firstly I was cut off twice, then given the wrong number, which after waiting for ages was the maintenance dept, and then they were not sure etc. I put the phone down and decided that I had better just go there myself, and could have saved myself a load of hassle for no good reason. I knew it would be early as the only way I get through these things is to have the earliest appt time available and if they were open I would go at 5am!!
So I got there and parked up and badge in and then could think of no reason to delay and went in. Explained to the receptionist and of course I was down for the first appt at 9am. I sat filling in the form about allergies ,medications etc., and as I was doing that explained to her about the tale of woe and that I was still quite under the weather , so that I would meet the new dentist, and she could examine me and so forth, but I would not be having any treatment that day, as advised by the medics etc,. All too soon I was called in and the usual physical feelings as I went to the door, with the wave of panic and feeling sick, trying to control the breathing etc.
The new (to me) dentist was a slight built , calm lady, who started well by just greeting me and standing back from the chair, allowed me to take a few deep breaths and settle myself in at my own pace. a good beginning. After some general chat and my explaining the latest antibiotics and so forth so she was up to date ,I also told her of my latest worry that I could feel a hole in the upper left area.
She then started to examine me with just her mirror, and fortune favoured the brave!! She told me that this old upper left molar was amazing that it still stayed where it was. That it wasnt a decay or hole, but that the roots were visible and it was just sort of hanging there. I didnt need to do anything and she expected it would fall out in the not too distant future. Such a relief and a lessening of tension for me. After checking all round , I was told that I didnt need to do anything, no sign of any problem areas and that I was to get in touch if there was any problems but that nothing needed doing so far, and she gave me a prescription for the very good special toothpaste Duphaston, that can only be had on prescription, (which I think really helps) My back and leg were not improved by sitting in there and the extra stress meant that I was really struggling to get out to the car, and once sat in the drivers seat, I was hyperventilating and trembling a little from keeping myself in order . I then set off for a very much needed cup of coffee at Nero's .
Struggled in to the cafe, and at first couldnt see a chair that I could sit in comfortably, but someone was just leaving and so I thankfully hobbled as quickly as I could to the table, before anyone else snaffled the seat, and was so grateful to the lovely lady who came straight over to collect my cup from me and ask what I would like. I awarded myself a warm apricot croissant - my treat of choice - and was so pleased to sit there and let the strain go. So I took my time and enjoyed it, and then had to get going for an appointment in Thirsk.
Shot off there, with my brain at last starting to work properly, and beginning to plan my day. completed my things and came back with intentions of getting some of the neglected jobs started, when I had a phone call to ask where I was, as I was meant to meet Nichola and sign a letter, giving her the right to act on my behalf, with regard to the ongoing saga of the wretched enfield baliff hassle. So shot off to do that and apologised for the delay, but when the dentist is on the scene, my brain is unable to even think of other things.
I was so weary and full of aches and pains, that I decided to miss the games night, and try to slowly catch up on mundane jobs. It was the right answer, and I was quite pleased with my efforts. At last , sitting on my kitchen stool, I managed to use my good minced steak to make both a bolognaise and a prepared mince to split up and freeze. Had the bolognaise and also whilst I was concocting all that used up various vegetables, threw out a little from the fridge and so was pleased to end up with a tidy fridge, a couple of meals at the ready and that sort of physical job, chopping up onions etc I find quite calming, because you have to concentrate on that and it sort of brings you back to earth, adding to the shopping list for today.
Couldnt get to sleep but very exhausted - not surprising - and so about 1am, I got up and collected as much washing that I could find and got it in the washer and going, so now as soon as I am able to move about, I will get the yellow peril sorted and go and hang the washing out, and then be ready for a trip down to the market and enjoy just going at a steady pace. Have quite a lot of things I need to sort out, but have to recover from yesterday first. The sky is lightening and a slight breeze so another good omen , so that the washing might dry before I get back. Oh please , let me have a lovely boring week next week, no excitement of this sort anyway!! My leg doesnt seem to be improving much, but no worse, and I feel sure that not having the dentist looming over me and feeling calmer must help.
Hope your trip goes well Mick and you meet a few friends. Hope the FAB cafe goes well for you today GrandMattie. Sago, I envy you. I really liked Vancouver very much and if I win the lottery (highly unlikely!) I would love to go back there. Well just heard the lovely Bach before 7, and it is time to get that washing out and the day to start well. I shall return from pegging that out and have a coffee and try to catch up with all your news and views, Hope that today goes well for everyone and that you all have something lovely happen, whether that is an unexpected visit with a friend or a successful dealing with recalcitrant workmen!