So I go to the dentist today on one measly tablet of Xanax. Really? He thought that would work? HA, I sat in the chair and began crying. Yes. I am a super wimp when it comes to drilling on my teeth. A few weeks ago he assured me all would be fine AND that my former happy pill (Halcyon) was no longer being used....LIE! I secretly believe that there was a note in my file that not only says I am a super neurotic patient, but a drug craving one as well. I saw my file one day and it did indeed say, in nicer words, that I am a super neurotic patient! At any rate, all went as well as possible, and at the end he admitted that Halcyon would be a good idea next time. I am happy to report that half of my face was numb and I felt nothing. Okay, I did make him stop at least 20 times in 5 minutes. Don't get me wrong, I know how bad a patient I am and do apologize to all those unfortunate enough to deal with me.
Then there is Samson. Damn dog is still afraid of a new water bowl. I bought this waterdish that has a 'jug' so that he has an endless supply of water. I thought I was brilliant. NOT! He won't go near it. I took the 'jug' off and he still won't go near it. Ugh!
Then there is Samson. Damn dog is still afraid of a new water bowl. I bought this waterdish that has a 'jug' so that he has an endless supply of water. I thought I was brilliant. NOT! He won't go near it. I took the 'jug' off and he still won't go near it. Ugh!