Throwback Thursday – #38 Visits to Doctors and/or Dentists

Questions to answer . . .
1) Were doctor/dentist appointments a regular part of your childhood?
2) Did you go for well-checks or just when you were ill or in pain?
3) Were you frightened by the medical professionals? If so, were there specific reasons?
4) Were your parents afraid of medical professionals?
5) Was waiting in the exam room stressful to you?
6) Did your early visits result in your being afraid of needles?
7) Does the sight of your own blood bother you?
8) Did you ever have the need to go to an emergency room?
9) Did your early experiences impact your current attitudes about medical care?

I read and re-read the questions. I’m choosing to share portions I can recall of
my nightmarish experiences in the dental chair.
My father (a functioning alcoholic) brought me for my first dental visit around
age 11.
I must have been experiencing pain for him to schedule that appointment.
The female dentist told my dad several of my teeth were in need of fillings.
I listened to the conversation. I wasn’t scared – no fear of the unknown.

Drill, drill, drill OUCH the dentist hit a nerve!!

Apparently ‘novacane’, a drug commonly used in dental procedures to
numb the area around the tooth to be worked on, was non-existent.

Lucky me!

There was no way to escape my fate. I had to endure several more times what I
consider to be God-awful pain.

I cringed, grabbed the arms of the dental chair and held on for dear life.

Once all the decay had been removed, a rinse and air blown into the space
previously occupied by decay followed. Last step in the process was placement
of the amalgam filling.

Relief until the ‘next’ appointment.

My feeling on this topic is: “I suffered because someone didn’t do their job
and watch over me”.

SoCS: April 16th 2022

Today’s prompt:  knows – nose – noes

whoever knows grief
affirmations so-and-so
peanut butter spreads
hardship sandwich basket noes
scents floral nose recalls sharp

time evolves pain remains
death forever transforms is
energy osmose
newspaper riddle once heard
black white red ‘read’ all over

mirror reflection
tale now do what’s best for you
those walked path selfsame
understand wherewithal those
lateral inversion twist

Half-way thru month of hellish occurrences led me on a search.
I found this line from Shakespeare’s play, Hamlet, a message per se.

“To thine own self be true.”

One Liner Wednesday: April 13th

today’s prompt: creepy enough

The fact cell phone manuals are only accessible within one’s
phone (unless hundreds of pages printed from internet) users
face a great source of irritation; however, one better is when
one’s cell phone plugged in for battery to charge overnight
without anyone’s authorization mysteriously photos become
categorized into albums ~ ugh a new level of creepy enough.

Six Sentence Stories

prompt:  board

In 2017, I designed a weight loss visionary board.
In hopes to keep myself on track I chose simplicity.
The cost of supplies was minimal, a cork board with
lots of magazine cutouts and a few supplies from the
dollar store, a board which could be maintained with
little fuss.
I considered it a daily reminder ‘one I needed’ to stay on track.
Although I lost weight over time, I never reached my final goal.
I’m thankful I took a picture which was stored in my photos as
it will be beneficial to me for the revision of the board (some
similarities and some brand-new ideas).