Thursday, 23 May 2013
Time to rest
This morning was the final appointment in my dental nightmare saga, so was greatly looking forward to an enjoyable time (not).
In the event, it was not quite as bad as I'd expected, though the injection in my cheek and gum was nasty.
The dentist is a thoroughly nice fellow, patient and with a sense of humour so the crown in place I got out of the 'chair' and thought. "thank heaven", no more until my next check-up.
To my surprise I found I had no more to pay, just as well since the previous visit had virtually bankrupted me, and the receptionist said, "you ought to sit for a minute, you look a bit pale, just rest a bit before you leave".
"I'm fine", I replied and headed for the bus-stop into town.
There were a couple of things I needed to buy, so after a fifteen minute wait for the bus, in a force ten gale, I did my shopping and waited for the bus home.
Ten minutes later as the bus hove into view the woman standing next to me said, "not before time, you look a bit pale love".
"I'm fine", just a tad quietly, I said.
It had begun to rain when I got off the bus so upped my speed despite slightly leaden legs and got into the house just before a torrential hail-storm.
Sat and had a cup of tea, then thought I'd have a lie down for a while.
No sooner had I begun to drift off to sleep than the phone rang.
Staggering half-dazed into the office next door picked up the phone and was greeted by, "How are you today"?.
Somehow I refrained from telling him and said no, I did not want to answer a few questions with the chance of winning £250 pounds. "Even though I'm not selling anything" he said.
I am not interested and don't want to answer a lot of questions was my reply.
I'm afraid I put the phone down on him as he continued to try to persuade me.
Now I am not just swollen faced, very tired (and apparently pale), but also thoroughly fed up and seriously contemplating disconnecting the phone.
Posted by Ray Barnes at 3:32:00 pm