Those sounds that echo through the halls,
Reminding us of what’s to come.
The screams of agony.
And then they call your name.
You walk so rigid,
The bluish ghost that floats in front
Leads you down your dark green mile…..
Yep, I had to deal with the scariest thing out there today. I had to go to the dentist. When I was doing my ultramarathon last month, my tooth just chipped away and I have been in agony for at least the past two weeks.
I put it off for as long as I could but I finally plucked up the courage and booked an appointment.
I sat in the waiting room, nervously, as dentists in blue scrubs and masks whisked by in a flurry of activity. I felt sick as I sat waiting for my name to be called.
When it was called I felt like I was walking the green mile. I was a dead lady walking. And so I followed the dentist to her room and seated myself in her torture chair.
I was handed a pair of red safety goggles which actually had the effect of making me feel as though I was in actual Hell. I sat back and waited for the bad news.
She confirmed that it was decaying and I’d probably have to lose the tooth, so I agreed and she set to work. Unfortunately, my tooth had become infected and the pain in my ear was so great that I couldn’t help but scream as she tugged at my poor tooth.
In the end I had to leave the surgery with my mouth heavily anesthetized and a temporary filling plugging the gap. I have been prescribed a course of antibiotics and now I have to see an oral surgeon which sounds even more terrifying.
I arrived at school after a good cry in my car, with blood and drool dripping down my chin, all ready to teach…..sort of.
I bet your day was no worse than mine.