About once every 5 years (so, twice a decade) I find myself doing marathon upkeep appointments.
So.. after cracking my 7 year old contact I was forced to face the fact that I probably needed to see an eye doctor and get my prescription and new contacts ordered.
And if I'm getting my eyes taken care of, I might as well get the teeth updated, too, since they hadn't seen anyone for more than emergency replace-the-cracked-filling visits since.. uh.. I was trying to get pregnant.
And now I can't feel anything from my eye to my chin and haven't felt anything for several hours.
HOWEVER.. this is preferable to the feeling stuff.
Like when I was sitting in the dentist chair and he hit a nerve and I nearly jumped out of my skin.
And I don't know if they teach "really dumb things to say 101" in dental school but- really-- do you really think saying "please raise your hand instead of moving if you need me to stop" comes across as realistic/smart or just plain stupid?
HELLO?
Really, it's reflexive- kinda like asking someone who got splashed with boiling water to stand still and raise your hand to say that you're getting burned.
And of course, I've reached that threshold where I'm looking at the dentist realize I am older than him. Possibly much older. And call me ageist but being fairly new in the practicing world doesn't have me brimming in confidence in all your experience. I like the thought that you might have seen most complications and been able to handle them before they arise in my mouth.
And after the jump-out-of-my-skin experience and the re-numbing that made my eyeball numb (never had that particular nerve numbed before) I hear mumbling about how deep the cavity is.
And he asks 'how much was this bothering you?' and it wasn't. I didn't even think there was a problem there. It WASN'T bothering me at all, until you messed with it. Now I can't drink, swallow or spit because I'm not sure 1/2 my mouth exists.
And yesterday I went to the eye doctor. Hurray. I made the appointment asking to see the ophthalmologist (knowing the whole double vision thing could use a little more experience than an optician) but still somehow got an optician. But this office had more gagets and gizmos than any of the neurolothamologists I've seen and because of abnormal findings with their gagets and gismo's I'll be going regularly until they figure it out or give up or Tricare decides that they're not going to approve another repeat-gizmo test. And I add- aren't I a little young for glaucoma??? But they also do lasix and cosmetic procedures.. so if I want to feel young, I can get my eyes fixed, my varicose veins stripped and wrinkles removed. Then I'll trot my butt down and get highlights in my hair and cool haircut that requires visiting the salon monthly to up keep it.
lol.
I do the salon about once yearly. (better than the every 5 years thing, I guess..)
But this week I signed the kids up for VBS 9-12 M-F. Yesterday for my eye dr visit, I found a home daycare with a space available this week since one kid was on vacation and it was nearly across the street from the chapel VBS is being held at.
So yesterday.. I didn't need to get a babysitter. Dropped the kids all off at their respective places, went to the visit and then got them out in just the right time.
Today Joey decided he didn't want to go. And knowing he gets nervous and anxious I didn't push it. He came home with me and helped me mop the floor. He decided he'll try VBS tomorrow (not sure what he thought he was missing by going to VBS... but I'm pretty sure he's cured of thinking it's a better alternative). Tomorrow the daycare didn't have an opening, so I'll have JM with me, but he's actually generally more agreeable when it's only him - and I might go for a jog- just me and the jogging stroller- not dragging a kid on a bike and listening to another whine that she doesn't like to ride her bike because she's outgrown it, but she won't try the newer bigger bike...
And the dumb dog ate the biking helmets, so I need to repair them before we head out on a jog/biking adventure.
But... I'm going to call about getting JM into 2 day a week morning preschool. It has been delightful to have him entertained for 3 hours a morning. absolutely delightful. I got the floor moped and cleaned, the area rug up and airing out and the legos decontaminated from the milk and water he dumped into their container. All while he was not causing more disaster and mayhem in the next room over if not in the same room I was in.
And then I'll go back and forth about sending Sonia/Joey to school. I can do an interdistrict transfer to get them into the best school on base.. but I'm betting Joey won't want to go. He's already declined Football day camp, one day a week school and Karate lessons. I'm gong to push him into Karate since I think he needs a little self confidence. And his sister and brother say "hi-ya!" and kick each other after watching a karate demonstration. I think Joey needs a little help with self-defense... or shin guards. maybe both.
Sonia on the other hand.. she wants to go. I'm the one hesitating what dynamic she might add to the classroom and what she might bring home knowing how she absorbs and repeats everything..
Ahh.. decisions...
my strongest character trait
(I hear the laughter.. just wait until I have to decide what pair of glasses to get to replace these... )
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