Ok folks, it's D day. YIKES. I didn't sleep very well last night. I tossed and turned for an hour or two before I fell asleep and then, sometime after 11pm, someone from my second job called to see if I could work the overnight shift -- someone must have called out. I could have killed her! I keep my phone on at night because my father is not in good health and lives in a different state. They know I work a day job too (it's for the same company) and I just can't believe they would think that calling at that hour is ok. I woke up again numerous times because my stomach has been a mess -- most likely about this appointment today. I had hoped to sleep until about 7:30, but I've been up since about 5:30. My appointment is at 9 so I have a couple more hours to go.
You all know I like my lists, so today's list is the things that I'm fearful of:
1. That i will get there today and that my dentist will not be there. Given that they were not honest with me last time about him not being there, I'm worried this will happen again. If this does happen, I will probably walk out and I'm not sure that I'll ever go back.
2. That my dentist will be there, but will be upset with me for refusing to see the covering dentist while he was out on leave. I know that, for such a no-big-deal thing like a bite adjustment, most 'normal' people would not have any issue seeing a different dentist. I know that it probably wasn't a reasonable thing for me to wait for him to return. I know that I am crazy. I just hope that he doesn't make me feel ashamed about this.
3. That I will say something to the dentist about the painful appointment with the hygienist (I haven't decided if I will or not) and that he will not respond in a supportive way.
4. That a bite adjustment will not fix the problem. While I certainly hope it does, the crown has never felt high to me. I know that even a very small amount off in terms of bite can make a huge difference, but I worry that it will be hard for me to tell if it's going to be any better, because it never felt high in the first place. I know that the dentist will use the carbon-paper-like stuff to check the bite, so I hope that will be enough to figure this out.
5. That the bite adjustment will be painful. I know that it shouldn't be, but I also know that water and air on this tooth are enough to make me jump. Usually I'm ok with a few seconds of pain here and there, but after my experience last week I think I need to have a relatively pain-free appointment in order to start to undo the retraumatization.
Now, as if you all didn't already think that I'm a total loon, I'm going to share with you my totally neurotic pre-dentist ritual (which I haven't ever shared with anyone). I hope that it gives you all a good chuckle because it is pretty ridiculous

. Perhaps more powerful to me that my fear of the dentist is that I absolutely hate being late. So, for dentist appointments I am constantly trying to balance my compulsion to be early with (1) I really don't want to be in that office one more minute that I have to be and (2) if I show up too early and they have to deal with me in the waiting area any longer than they have to, they might hate me -- it's a very small practice, so the waiting area is open to the reception area. So, give this, I usually try to arrive 10-15 minutes prior to my scheduled appointment. The issue is that I live in a major city and most often I rely on the subway (or the bus, depending on how I decide to get there) to get to my appointments. There are also times when I do some public transit and some walking (the dentist office is about 3 miles from my house, so I could and have walked the whole way if needed/wanted). Given my need for control and my lack of trust for forces beyond my control (ie public transit), I usually allow myself a lot of extra time to get my appointments. In a perfect world, the trip should take me less than 30 minutes door-to-door, but I usually leave myself 45-60 minutes. This means that, when I get off of the train I usually have a lot of time to kill. Sometimes, I can find errands to do (today I may go to the pharmacy to pick up some things), but more often, I walk around aimlessly and VERY slowly until it feels like an appropriate time to head over to the office. I am the first appointment of the day today, so usually that would mean that I would try to get there only 5-10 minutes early. However, I know that the sooner I get there, the sooner I will know if fear #1 has been realized so I may not be able to hold out that long. You wouldn't think that figuring out what time to get to an appointment would be so complicated

. Perhaps, my obsessing about this aspect of it is what keeps me from freaking out about everything else.
Ok... thanks to all of you for putting up with me over these last few weeks. I really do hope that I will have good news to report later today.