Worry Wart.

If there was a talent I was well and truly born with, it would be worrying.

I worry an awful lot, even if I do keep it to myself most of the time. Whenever I'm in a new situation, or a situation I'm not entirely comfortable with, I experience the familiar twinges in my stomach and the faint feeling of panic rising in my chest. It's not to the point where I can't function, but it's certainly noticeable; I'm beginning to understand how people simply cannot cope whilst suffering anxiety.

Most times the worrying will cease after I force myself to dive in headfirst and deal with whatever the situation is. If it's driving somewhere unfamiliar, I'm fine once I have found my bearings. If it's talking to a stranger, or having to sound knowledgeable for a phone interview, I tend to ramble away my worries. The longer I leave it though, the longer the worries get the better of me.

Today, I've been worrying. Alot. All day, in fact. It started from when I woke up this morning, most likely due to the dream I can't quite remember properly. Having a dental appointment that I'm terrified about, in a new surgery in a different suburb, directly after school? Also doesn't help.

Unfortunately, I can't do much about easing this worry. I've been paranoid of dentists for years (and have even blogged about it) but the fact that I've been thinking about it all day today, is telling me that I'm blowing this fear way out of proportion. I think it's the fact that I know I have at least two cavities that will need filling, added to the fact that I'll be meeting a new dentist, and not to mention the dreaded costs involved in visiting one, but still. Am worried.

All I can do is grit my teeth and be a big girl. Do you think it would be too much to ask for my momma to come hold my hand in the dentist chair?

Edit: I braved it, by myself. Despite my worst fears that I would need every tooth extracted involving copious amounts of pain (and money), I didn't even need a filling! I know, pick me up off the floor with that one. Insane. They cleaned my teeth, berated me for not flossing, and gave me a goodie bag with a toothbrush, toothpaste, floss and mouthwash. I'm sold.


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Ana said...

Not at all, they should have a dentist's chair listed under the scariest places on earth,
I simply can't think of braving and getting by it, on my own...I had to get an extraction once, and my dentist was actually my uncle, but besides him there were five other doctors in the room for moral support (mum, dad, two uncles and my grand dad)....and I still put up an hour's drama before getting it yanked out...it needs that kind of mental preparation is all that I'm sayin...your worry is not baseless in this case...:)

sognatrice said...

I'm with you. I'm postponing a dentist visit as I type. I'm with you in spirit.

Heather (in Scotland) said...

If having your Momma there would make you feel better then go for it!

(I've just woken up (not yet 8am here in Scotland) having had a bad dream too - I'm hoping I shake it off soon so it's not a downer all morning!)

LaLa said...

Goody bag? I am so going to your dentist next time.

I could worry for Australia so I can totally empathise!

Brave girl :) xx

rachel said...

awesome! i'm not afraid of the dentist, but i have a friend who definitely is.

Ree said...

Right there with ya babe. I hate the dentist. They learned to just wait and take my blood pressure after I get back in my car when the appointment is over!

Michelle said...

i'm there with you fellow worry wart. my anxiety right now is through. the. roof. can't deal.

Tina Vaziri said...

Yay! I'm glad your dentist visit was easy breezy! I don't mind going to the dentist, especially since the one I have now is sooo handsome! hahaha

Katie said...

We must have been separated at birth. I'm such a worry wort and I also share your fear of the dentist I just recently went for the first time in about a year and a half...I swore I was going to have cavities too, but ended up with good news like yours. Glad to hear it went so well and hey, at least you won't have to worry about the dentist again for another 6 months or so! :)

Amber said...

I'm a worrier to - mostly about my health, but I will worry about absolutely everything, to an extent that it can be difficult to function sometimes.

Weirdly enough, going to the dentist doesn't really bother me, and I have no idea why - it's SO the kind of thing that *should* freak me out, but doesn't. Anyway, I'm glad you managed to go through with it, and yay for not needing any work!

Jennie said...

I worry constantly, especially about the dentist. I need to suck it up and go myself. You may have just inspired me.

elise said...

Ugh, I am a big worrier about health-related subjects as well. Like you, once I just suck it up and DO something about it, things are always better. But do I remember that, once I'm worrying again? Ha! Nope :)

jamie said...

Hate hate haaate the dentist. It's really wierd, I hate the dentist so much but I have it in my head that I want veneers. My teeth aren't bad, just not *perfect*.

natalie said...

oooooh! we both faced terrifying events. Congrats, I'm glad you made it out alive- and without cavities, very impressive! I have actually made friends with my dental hygienist since moving back home, and dentist visits are actually kind of looked forward to these days. and flossing is good. they like it when you do that.

Laurel said...

I hate the dentist, too. I am proud of your bravery and strength!!

Leslie said...

Yay for Aly! No fillings needed! I am a big worry-wart too. I worry mostly about confrontation with others. I will worry for DAYS about having to call a client/customer and tell them WHY their order isn't possible or that it's going to be late getting here, etc. I'm always afraid they will freak out on me.
I also have the dentist issue. Most of my baby teeth wouldn't come out on their own and I had to have 10 pulled. Roots fully intact. YIKES! I'm freaking out just remembering it!

nancypearlwannabe said...

Lucky duck! Want to trade with me? You can have my root canal!

Julie said...

I love going to the Dentist.
I don't know what is wrong with me...

But I had my first filling in 2 years about a year ago... and I am sure it was because I did not have dental insurance for 2 years... not because I hate flossing.

Lia said...

I'm proud of you. And proud of them for their goodie bag. My dentist berated me for not flossing, but the goodie bag didn't have any floss in it.

mcgee said...

good job! i quake everytime i know i have a dentist appointment coming, mostly because i KNOW i'm going to be scolded for not flossing again after the millionth time of promising that i will.

Erin said...

I'm a total worrier myself....it's a real art form. But, I actually like going to the dentist...weird, right?

Marianne said...

I think there are much weirder things to worry about. I mean, it IS your mouth. Gah. In spite of all of my silly idiosyncrasies, I don't worry about the dentist. Even after eight bajillion oral surgeries and 3 years of braces.

Brie said...

CP is a worrywart too. And he HATES going to the dentist.

archi's mum said...

good for you making it thru and glad it was a good report! i hate the bills i get from the dentist!

a friend once told me:

worrying is like a rocking chair, it keeps you moving but doesn't get you anywhere

:-)
Congrats on the blog award from Puddy and Katie

Penny said...

I know just where you're coming from because I can worry for England over just about everything, and the dentist? The very thought brings me out in a rash, haha! I had to cancel an appointment when my mother was taken into hospital and I've never plucked up the courage to make another one. That was nearly three and a half years ago. Anyhow, I'm glad you got out without being tortured:)

Jenny said...

Poor thing!

Personally I'm a fan of lexapro. Less worrying...more living.





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