I thought I would share that just in case you hadn't noticed. I've always thought that ...well maybe I was just a little bit off-kilter. A few french fries short of a happy meal, or however you prefer describe it. I've always played that little games of "I'm ok, you're ok". "I'm ok, you're not ok." "I'm not ok, you are far from ok." But todays game is "I'm not ok, and don't care what you are, I am having a crisis."

Well hopefully we all bounce in and out of those modes. I guess I would be more worried about the person that stays stuck in one of those. Well today I sort of had a little crisis...and I have no clue why, but it happened at the dentist's office. Now my dentist thinks I'm weird, well he's right, but thankfully he can't officially diagnose me with something from the DSM-IV, and I definitely didn't share my list with him.

So...I get this little voice mail this morning that I have a dental appointment at noon today for a filling. Damn...I really didn't have this on my agenda. Fine..I'll go. Today was one of those everybody is needy days and I'm still seriously behind on my work from taking a vacation. So at 11:50 I run out of the door, literally with people following me to the parking lot still asking questions and race to the office.

I walk in at 12 sharp and the little gal takes me right to the back and plops me in the chair, puts the little bib on me, then proceeds to test what sounded like the drill behind me. I think it was at that moment I broke out in this cold sweat and my heart stated racing, I jumped out of the chair and said "well guess what, we aren't doing this today. Nope. Thanks, how much do I owe you? Bye now." As I'm ripping off the little bib and grabbing my purse.

The little gal gets a little pale and tells me I shouldn't leave til I talk to the dentist, and tells me to have a seat because I'm looking a little pale. Fine, everyone is pale. Ok fine, I'll wait...but I'm not getting back in that chair. She runs out of the room and grabs the dentist who comes in and asks me what the problem is. Well I have no answer for that...only "I have to get out of here." He proceeded to chit chat a little and I do remember him saying he was kind of rushed and thankful for the break that this will give him. Not as thankful as I was.

Anyway, I have no clue why I panicked, never have at the dentist before. Doesn't even make me feel uneasy about going back. The only thing I can come up with is...I'm just weird.