Sure, I Whined But...

It's days like this when one appreciates a daddy dom.

For the last few months (and longer in reality) there's been several pressing issues in my life that I've only been willing to dabble my toes into the solution pool on.

One of them was some unavoidable, overdue, dental work.

I dread dental appointments, and have a long, bad history of discomfort and aggravation associated with them. This surprisingly causes me to avoid regular appointments, which in turn causes me to need to see a dentist, which in turn is uncomfortable, and starts the cycle all over again...

(Yes, I realize this is all hard to believe, and I'm the only person to engage in this self-defeating behaviour...)

Yesterday, it became painfully aware that this issue would be avoided no longer.

After a restless night complaining of a fairly sudden persistent toothache, I was informed by R., that even though we already had a full day ahead of us, dealing with the career issues I face, we were also going to see to solving this tooth issue.

Today.

He was determined I wouldn't spend one more night in pain, nor would he spend a second night sleeping on his couch in order to avoid disturbing my sporadic, pain-wracked sleep.

It seemed an impossible task, made even harder by my mixed emotions to his decree.

I dearly wanted to be free of this pain, but having no current dentist, and a limited dental plan I just didn't see how we could make any headway today.

Thanks to his unwavering sense of daddy-dom responsibility, (not to mention genuine concern over my discomfort), and a serendipitous reference from a friend, this afternoon found me in a dentist's chair, viable treatment options neatly set in place, and drugs in hand to make the short wait for the permanent solution more bearable.

Although I'm writing this while still slightly tripping on codeine, I'm very clear on one factor...

Without R.'s daddy dom concern and persistence I would still be suffering, and probably still struggling for a good solution.

I'm a pretty grateful little girl.

A grateful, non-pain-wracked, lucky little girl.

Now, off to try and recover from this codeine stone...

Happy weekend, all.