Dental or Denial

OK I had to go to the dentist today! Tragic is what going to the dentist is for me. I just hate it! Being in Houston, I got up at 5:00 AM and arrived at the Emergency Dental Clinic that will only take the first 10 people each day. I arrived at 5:30 AM and was the 7th person in line. 5:30 AM, 7 strangers, and unity! It was amazing, almost from the moment you walked up to the group, you became a part. We were “Peeps in Pain,” all there for one purpose. One of the ladies said

“When you tooth is hurting, someone can call you up”

“Hey I have been in a tragic accident,”

“Oh Honey I am sorry to hear that, have I told you about how bad my tooth is hurting.” haha

It is amazing how one lil bone in your body can cause such pain and, that is all you focus on until it is fixed. The really crazy part, it can hurt a little bit and you take a Tylenol and it goes away. This is good, no problems, it is when you have been in DENIAL so long that the pain goes out of control. Then you have to go the DENTAL clinic. (Yes, there is only one letter difference between dental and denial.) After being seen, the tooth fixed, and all the pain is gone, you suddenly realize, “That wasn’t so bad after all.” It is the drama of the mind, getting there that stresses me out every time.