Dread

LOL.  I'm having to make a dentist appointment to have a tooth pulled and I am such a big chicken.  I'm scared.  I'm frozen with fear.

My mouth is so small because of scleroderma that it is extremely hard on the dentist and usually very difficult for me as well to get any work done.

The tooth is in the way back (possibly the worse spot).  However, it is on the top instead of the bottom which I believe is usually easier.

So, I have the telephone number and baby steps are all I can take.  Ha.

I have been at this dentist (in my mind) getting this work done so many more days than what the actual appointment is going to take.

What I do to myself.  Oh my. 

I really am literally unable to do this without dread.  Fear is messing with me and it is because of past experiences.  It has nothing to do with this particular situation and mostly everything to do with the few past experiences where I found my legs going up and the tears coming down.  ONLY, because of the pulling on my lips and the inability for the dentist to be able to do his work easily.

I feel just as sorry for the dentist.....well, almost as sorry anyway!

Is it time to walk through the fear of something you dread?  How true is the reality of the reason that is creating the fear?  Is it possible that the fear itself is more potent than what is actually being feared?

Will we survive....You bet.

And, First, I have to get there!