drilling

Everyone hates the dentist...at least a little bit. I tend to hate them more than most. I had the worst dentist a child could ask for early in life, and ever since, the mere mention of going to the dentist makes my stomach turn. My fear of going to the dentist has helped me build up an enormous bill, and I still have more work that needs to get done. I have been avoiding a root canal for 4 months. I finally bit the bullet, found a new dentist here in town, and tried not to throw up on my way to the office yesterday. I am a snob when it comes to dentists, if it doesn't look like they've spent a mint making the office pretty, I'm not going in. This guy, fits my bill for snobby.

So, after all is said and done, I didn't feel a thing, which makes me a very happy camper. Even better, when the novacaine wore off, my tooth didn't hurt. It was what happened at around 8:30 last night that shocked me most about my dental experience. My phone rang, it was the dentist calling me from his home to see if I was feeling ok. Any doctor that calls after a visit wins points in my book, but a dentist...oh yeah, he's getting all sorts of referrals through me.

I go back today for a regular exam and to schedule any other work that needs to be done. For the first time in years, I don't feel sick thinking about going to the dentist.

DT'S

Having had migraines since the age of 16, I don't think there is a medication I haven't tried. One particullarly nasty spell in college left me with a migraine for 10 months, and I had tried 27 different medications in that time. For the past several years I was seeing a doctor that I adored, as she listened, explained what she was prescribing and why, and laughed at all of my stupid jokes.

After moving to Colorado, the task of finding all new doctors is time consuming. I finally found a neurologist to treat my migraines, and what he told me after my first visit taught me more about my headaches than I had previously known. What was most interesting though, is his plan for treatment. For the past 15 years, not a day has gone by that I haven't taken some sort of medication to treat my headaches. This is all about to change. My doctor s taking me off of all of the medications I take, except for the birth control. Yes, I have already made all the jokes I can think of about lesbians taking birth control. The process however, is a touch rough. I have barely slept in several days, and has probably lost 5 pounds of water weight from sweating so damn much. If this is what a drug addict goes through coming off of stuff, my heart goes out to them. I know ultimately on the other side of this I will be a much healthier person, but the journey, well, it should make for some interesting blogging.

In other news, I started classes towards my MBA. It should be another interesting trek. The plans are in the works for our Cleveland trip. It looks like it's going to be about a week. Fire up the bbq's and bring on the good times! Chrsitine will be working for most of the trip, I will most likely set up shop in a coffee house and study a whole bunch.

So it begins...

plans are in the works for a June visit. I should know within the next week about all the final details. We think we're staying in downtown Willoughby. I will need Thai food...and a t-shirt from a certain brewery...and Donato's pizza....

stay tuned