I went to see my doctor yesterday. We are new to one another and we needed a pow-wow. The last time I was there, I handed him a box with about 10 pounds of paper medical records in it. I think, page for page, it’s up there with “War and Peace,” but probably not nearly as entertaining.
We got a lot of stuff worked out. I got the prescriptions I needed. We talked.
I had a headache. I had it while I was there and it got worse when I got home. By the middle of the afternoon, my stomach was doing flip-flops and my head was pounding. I felt sick. How could that be? I just came back from the doctor.
This morning, Garry work up, elbowed me in the ribs, told me he felt awful. Then he rolled over and went back to sleep. That was his secret code for “Reschedule my dentist appointment and make excuses for me — and don’t wake me until dinner. Maybe not even then.”
I rescheduled the dentist, came out to give the Duke his undeserved morning treat. I fed the birds, hosed down the deck. Watered the flowerboxes. How did this go from me not feeling well to Garry not feeling well?
By the time I sat down with the laptop, an English muffin and a big cup of coffee, I realized I was feeling better.
I was at the doctor. How come I didn’t feel sick until I got home?
Don’t you hate when this happens?
I don’t know which I hate more, dentists or doctors. Why can’t humans have teeth like sharks? So they just fall out now and then and we grow a new one?
It might not be good for graduation photos, etc. but on the other hand, no more fillings!
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I have made appointments when I felt bad but felt better when I got to the doctor. That’s probably because the appointment is always days later.
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I think we get distracted and lose track of whatever it was that hurt. And I can never find the right tooth.
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I hate the way pain vanishes when you walk through the door…
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I sometimes can’t remember where the pain was — until I get back home and I say, “Oh, right. THERE it is!” There must be something in the air at the doctor’s office.
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It’s the same at the dentist too…
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Especially at the dentist!
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I hate when the doc asks me “where does it hurt?” And I point to a part of my body and say, “It hurt right here yesterday.”
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I like when it’s a tooth, but I don’t remember exactly where. All back teeth feel the same
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Yes I do! My car also feels better at the dealership than in my garage.
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And your tooth stops hurting at the dentiist.
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Hope you both feel better soon
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Oh, we do. These things come and go. Sometimes food disagrees with us — and I get migraines that make me feel really awful — but they also go away. Garry doesn’t feel well whenever he is supposed to go to the dentist. There’s a connection there.
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Yes, there is a definite connection with dentist and not feeling well.
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I have given up making appointments. When he needs to see the dentist — which will be when something hurts — HE can make an appointment.
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Lol! Good strategy
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Luck and timing
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Nothing makes me feel healthier than a trip to the doctor!
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there you go!
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