Funny thing is the longer I stayed away the more I missed reading blogs from friends and just writing my thoughts down. It was the more I put down the less I seem to have rattling around my head - LOL. And I think it was getting a bit full.
I am so happy that I am able to get out first thing for my rosary walk. With beads in hand and walking clothes on I am out the door at 7 before I get even a chance to talk myself out of it. It seems that the longer I am awake and thinking about when to get out the door the more excuses that I can come up with. Rolling out of bed, throwing on my clothes and heading out before fully awake works every time.
I even seem to have an audience most mornings too. So, life goes on and I had to get firm at my dentist office this time. I was suppose to have my appointment today but they had called last Tuesday and asked if I could come in Friday as they had a cancellation. I am pretty easy going about these things so I said sure. Do you ever find that a place that you have been going to for years gets pretty easy going with you and figures you will go along no matter what? On Friday they called about 8:30 and asked if I could be there for 9. That, I said, I can't do. Since retiring I may get out early for my walk but getting cleaned up, dressed and fed is a much slower pace, which is why I make all appointments after 10. I no longer rush for nobody. I think that we have done enough rushing here and there in our youth that once a person is over 60 they should no longer rush if at all possible.
Anyway, I said I would be there as soon as I could. Well, I got there and was
hustled down to the lower rooms for my cleaning. No check up, this girl was a temp. She was pleasant enough but very, very new to the profession. I also, don't think she was shown all the tools that this practice has for cleaning and polishing. She used a series of dental picks and for an hour she worked hard on my teeth. Thank goodness I floss, as there was not as much as there could have been. At one point she tried to use cotton in my mouth to dab the blood she had caused. Yes, there was blood from where she stabbed my gums and the inside of my cheek. On my chart it says to not put material in my mouth because it causes me to gag. She didn't see it. Finally when I had gotten to the point to say - enough! She was finished after doing a very poor polishing job on a machine she had not been shown how to use. I really did feel for her, coming into a place for the first time and not being shown what there was for her to use. I am sure she will get better in time but for me I was done.
If you read my earlier blog in September you know that visit was not the best either. When I went to reception, she asked if I would like to make my next appointment and I said no, I would be calling my previous hygienist who opened her own practice to make my next appointment. The receptionist asked why, and I replied that I normally don't bleed during a cleaning. At that moment I was going to completely break down so I turned and left.
Funny thing was that morning I got a card in the mail from my old hygienist about her new practice, it was one of those mass mail-outs but I grabbed it when I got home and called her right away and made my September appointment with her.
Another funny thing was I haven't heard a word from my dentist office but I did fill out their survey form with my experience. I think when my hygienist says I need to see the dentist I am going to insist on MY dentist, the one we started with and not one of those who have been joining him. I think it might have gotten a little too big and busy over the years.
So, my mouth took several days to heal from the cleaning and there are spots that are still tender but lesson learned as it is one thing to be pleasant and helpful but one doesn't have to put up with poor treatment because of it.
And, that is what is in my head this week. I am sure there will be new stuff pouring out once more soon. Below is a t-shirt I saw that made me laugh out loud.
I hope you have a lovely week!
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