You know how people always say that moms put their family before themselves all the time? Well, I am a prime example of that. Whenever we move, I immediately start researching and asking around to find doctors for my girls. I get them in right away to see a pediatrician and then get all the specialists set up for my youngest. I find them a dentist, orthodontist, and any other medical professional that they need within a month or two of our move. Then life gets busy, and I never set up those things for myself until it becomes a necessity to get my medications refilled. There have even been times that I went months without my migraine medication and was miserable just because I just didn’t make the time to get myself set up with a new doctor. Every single time we have moved, it has taken many months before I find new doctors for myself. I just don’t make myself a priority. Once I get an established physician, I am consistent in going and making appointments. It is just that initial appointment that always gets pushed aside. We moved here a little over 2 years ago, and I just went to the dentist for the first time. Keep in mind that I am usually religious about going to the dentist every 6 months. While it should have been a priority, it just wasn’t unfortunately. I really am ashamed to say that it took me that long to go. I can assure you that now that I have broken the ice, I will go every six months religiously…until we move again.
Putting myself last is a big part of why it takes me so long to establish doctors, dentists, and such for me. I think another part of it is the fear of finding someone good that I like. I always do extensive research before I pick someone to try. I’m a little weird about it, I guess. I have been looking at dentists for a while before I finally pulled the trigger and made the appointment. I just don’t like new and unknown, and I am definitely not good with change. It’s even sadder that one of my few friends here is actually a dentist and would have gladly seen me, but I couldn’t make myself make an appointment with her. I was afraid of it being too weird. It’s not like I have a fear of the dentist like some people. I really don’t. I’ve never even had a bad experience before. Although, I do have to admit that I once bit my dental hygienist when she was inserting that tray of nasty fluoride like back in the day, BUT I was little and that hygienist was my aunt. LOL! Oh, and the sound of them scraping plaque off my teeth is a bit like nails on a chalkboard for me, but other than that I have no problems going to see a dentist. I have good teeth and have never had a cavity in my life. The biggest dental work I have ever had was having my wisdom teeth removed and having braces. It really is all about not making myself a priority and not liking change.
I finally had my dentist appointment yesterday, and everything went totally fine as expected. I liked both the hygienist and the dentist, and it was so dumb that I waited so long. The worst part was trying to understand what they were saying to me through their multiple layers of protective gear. It was really hard to hear them. Again, there were no cavities, and they were impressed with how well my teeth looked considering it had been 2 years since I had a cleaning. I just got lucky with good teeth genes. I do have some receding gum lines because I am aggressive brusher. I do better about that when I am concentrating, but I’m usually not paying attention when I brush my teeth. They also recommended an upper bite guard which I’m not thrilled about because I clench my teeth at night. Overall, though, it was a great appointment and one that I should not have put off for so long.
I would like to say that I have learned my lesson and will do better the next time we move, but that would likely be a lie. I know myself too well and am certain that it will be a struggle for me again next time. It’s just the life of a mom who doesn’t make herself a priority and also doesn’t like change.
Anchored and Rambling,