The D word.

[baratron]

After quite literally years of fear and procrastination, I have booked an appointment at the fang doctor's. Monday 17th March at 12.45pm, which was the earliest day available when I thought I was likely to be better. (While the d-person is relatively unfussed by germs as the mouth's full of them anyway, it's not worth me going if I'm coughing or sore throaty and can't open my mouth wide enough). Now I just have to get myself there at the appointed time and not freak out (too much).

I would like to be congratulated.

(Of course, I'm now sitting here crying from stress, but that's a step up from complete avoidance.)

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[xiphias.livejournal.com]

My grandfather, uncle, and cousin are dentists, so I don't have that phobia, but, for the same reason, I'm very supportive when people DO work through that phobia!

(The fact that my grandfather is both a dentist AND a clown may explain something about me. . . )