One Whale of a Headache

I had a dentist appointment Monday. It was my first one in more that 7 years. I HATE the dentist. Well I did until I met this one - but I'll talk to you about that later.

About an hour before my appointment I noticed that I was having a little trouble seeing. It was like a combination of one of my contacts being fuzz, and when you look into the sun and then walk into a dark room. I decided that it was time for a new pair of contacts and changed them before I left. On the way to the dentist's office I noticed that I had a little headache. I thought it was probably due to a lack of sleep. I made it to my appointment where I had a few papers to fill out. It began fine, but as I filled out the information, suddenly I couldn't read the words. I don't mean that I couldn't see them; I mean that my mind couldn't make sense of the words. I sat there trying to sound out words...and the sounds didn't make sense. It scared me! For a little while I thought I was going to have to ask for help. I finally finished and made it through my time with the doctor. I didn't want to say anything because...well, I guess I just didn't want to look dumb.

After my appointment my head hurt BAD. I was getting weak and nauseous. I called my mom, who was watching C and W for me and told her that I was on my way and asked if she would make me some water. I thought that maybe I was dehydrated. I barely made it home, and I must have looked awful because when I walked in the door Mom looked worried. She told me to go lay down, and though I wanted to protest I just couldn't.

I woke up an hour later, not feeling great, but good enough to function.

I spent all that evening thanking Jesus for my dentist appointment. If it wouldn't have been for that, Mom probably wouldn't have been there and I don't think I could have made it with out her help.

Oh, I didn't have any cavities! YAY!!! I really was afraid that since I hadn't been in forever he was going to have all kinds of terrible things to tell me. However, all I need now is to go in for a cleaning and I'm set for another year. AND I'm not afraid of the dentist anymore. My new one isn't scary or mean at all! If you need a good one, I'll give you the name of mine... He does magic!