Well, I woke up this morning and made the unfortunate discovery
that my left eye was red and bloodshot and sore. Over the past week I’ve been getting a lot of
mileage out of the joke that “these
Olympics have ‘costas’ an eye,” but now I’m regretting every single time I
said that.
I’m getting married three weeks from today, and I can’t
afford to have some sort of strange medical malady on March 8th. It was bad enough that I went to the dentist
for a cleaning last week and my jaw popped out of place after my fluoride
treatment. I immediately called the hygienist
to inform her that SOMETHING WAS AMISS and she came over, inspected, and calmly
said, “Ahh, yes, I see. The mandible has
simply disengaged.”
“Well, I’d appreciate it if you could re-engage it please
because SPEAKING OF ENGAGED, I’M GETTING MARRIED IN A MONTH AND MY MANDIBLE
NEEDS TO BE IN TIP TOP CONDITION.”
Actually, my dentist appointment was doomed from the start.
I got a phone call, text message, and email confirming the day and time, and I wrote
it on my calendar for Tuesday night at 5:45.
I upped my brushing and flossing game in the days leading up the
appointment and by Tuesday afternoon I was ready for the big moment.
I fought rain and rush hour traffic and walked into the extremely
crowded dentist office, battle worn and weary, at 5:43.
The receptionist greeted me but then said, “Laura, do we
have you on the list for tonight?”
“Sure do,” I said, “5:45.”
She flipped through the appointment book and then
sympathetically said, “It’s actually…at 5:45……..tomorrow.”
Well. Now that’s embarrassing.
I was so ready to show off my freshly flossed teeth that I showed
up to the appointment TWENTY FOUR HOURS EARLY.
I suppose it’s better than twenty four hours late, but still not ideal.
Let’s hope that this eye condition doesn’t result in a trip
to the doctor’s office because if it does, I will need to write that
appointment day in stone. Until then I’ll
just be standing here in solidarity (and in a very dark room) with Mr.
Costas.
Eye’d appreciate good thoughts for the both of us.
7 comments:
Bahahaha!! Poor Costa!! I can't believe the mess that were his eyes.. so nasty! I'm sorry to hear of your red eye but I liked your dentist story! Especially the part where you flossed and brushed extra hard and good before your appointment. I swear EVERYONE does that !! I remember as a kid I would brush my teeth like five times before going to the dentist thinking it was making up for those few times i didn't brush before bed.. Haha, if only that were the case!
Hey- your wedding day is on my baby daughter's 1st birthday. Very exciting and congrats!
Sending lots of good thoughts your way!
Ahh 3 weeks?!! It's getting so close! I hope your eye/mandible/anything else going wrong, goes right...stat!! Also, I love your vocabulary in this post, lol...mandible, amiss, all good words. hahaha
Oh, no! Try not to stress and get lots of rest! Your big day will be great!
~Ashley @ A Cute Angle
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I hope you feel better. Don't worry it will be gone in time... I just know it :O)
I'm DYING. "These Olympics have costas an eye." When are you going to start publishing a humor column in the Sunday paper??
I hope your eye heals quickly but if not, we can make you a really klassy bejeweled eye patch for the wedding. ;)
Lol. Neyes puns. I didn't even plan that one. :) I didn't realize your wedding was so soon!! How exciting. I hope your planning is going well. I would have definitely freaked if my jaw popped out of place, especially so close to the wedding. And now with the eye?? I hope it's doing better by now.
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