All Prayed up before going to the Dentist!

Quote of the Day: Life is a ribbon. Will you tie knots or Bows?

Thursday, February 03, 2005

Girlfriends, I'm sending this entry from my journal so you'll know what's going on in my head and how marvelous the Lord is to his children.

I went to the dentist today. This is the third day this week. I originally went in for routine exam and xray and found that I have Periodontal disease. This discovery was followed by two more appointments in which my mouth was totally numbed ( I couldn't even feel my nose!) while the hygienist scraped and probed my gums. I bled like a stuck pig! So now my mouth is really sore and tender and that's before today's trauma.

Today I went to fix a huge filling and to pull one wisdom tooth that had completely come in over six years ago and now had a cavity in it. I am the world's worst coward when it comes to wisdom teeth. I have lived under the credo, "If it doesn't bother me, I won't bother it!" Of course I have heard terrible stories about convulsed root systems and the horrors of wisdom teeth and I must admit I had myself really scared! It probably didn't help that my dentist told me he was 80 % sure he could get it out! If he ran into trouble I might have to go to an oral surgeon.....(cha-ching!) (sound of cash register adding up big bucks!)

I had a restless sleep. I prayed every time I thought about it. I was almost in tears by the time I got to the dentist and fortunately had to wait while the numbing medication took effect. I really had time to pray and cry out to the Lord out of sheer panic. Scriptures that came to mind were, "Thou will keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on thee, because he trusts in thee." and "the peace that passes all understanding".

God was so good. By the time the dentist was ready to start I was ready also. I won't go so far to tell you that I had a great time at the dentist. But I can tell you that I prayed really hard that the tooth would come out quickly and completely without complications and it did. My dentist said, "Gosh, I'm good!" as he held up the tooth. Then smiled and said, "but then, I had lots of help!"

So much for the trauma in my life! Thank you Father that you care even about the seemingly small things in my life!