motivation

I’m finding it very hard to get motivated these last couple of days. Well, indeed the last forever I suppose. This blog seems to have taken a bit of a downward spiral mood wise hasn’t it? Sorry guys- I’ll try and post the odd more upbeat post whenever I can.

In some slightly bizarre news I had a really interesting psychology seminar today. I even had useful and constructive input into it- can you believe it? This time last week I’d had a right old strop (yeah, typical me) about how utterly shite it was. I’ve completely changed my tune. It may have been down the the truly inspiring lecturer we had today- its a shame it was only because our usual one was off sick.

I also had a dental appointment today- and anyone who has been reading this blog for a period of time will know that dentists are really not my favourite people. Ever since the wisdom tooth extraction fiasco I’ve had a mortal fear of dentists. Last time I went to the dentist was January- It was a follow up I was supposed to have after I was late to my previous appointment, and I even phoned to tell them I would be late. They then told me I could wait until after the next patient- this was fine- I was late. But then they made me wait for another hour after the patient had left (and I’m a nervous patient- I’m usually on the verge of tears/panic attack/hyperventilation at this stage). The dental nurse then came out and told me that the money grabbing bastard of a dentist wouldn’t see me after all. What a bitch! I made another appointment and came the following week, finished my treatment and paid. Story over?

Picture by Antony Falbo.

Oh no! I turned up today and they couldn’t find my notes. They searched and searched and finally found them. In the “failure to arrive” drawer. Weird. They also informed me that after my last appointment, which I was most definitely attended the dentist had added a £30 cancellation fee! Which was MORE than the fecking appointment cost in the first place!

I also discovered today, that my old dentist was charging me for treatment that was not needed- she was doing it over two appointments under the guise of “the anxious patient” thing. The dentist I had today was brilliant- totally put me at ease, discussed my pharmacology revision with me and my A+P as well as the fundamentals of oral assessment. Fantastic! As a consequence my simple check up, clean and polish took about 5/10 minutes and the job was done. No follow up appointments needed next week, no “I’m sorry, we can’t do the second appointment on the NHS” speech. Job done. And all for the princely, (well, quite reasonable really!) sum, of about £16. I’m happy with that.

I’m so proud of myself- no crying, no shaking and the nurse didn’t even need to hold my hand (oh yes, that has happened many a time- and I’m usually only having a simple clean and polish done!)

A moral victory, if I do say so myself.