We used to say this about Buttercup. Before she was able to verbalize her needs, she would pitch a fit and it would seem this what she was trying to say to us.
This also refers to me with regards to the dentist. I HATE the dentist, with a severe loathing. I think it might have something to do with the fact they always find something wrong. I've mentioned my pregnancy problems before. At one point I calculated all of the times I threw up in the first 9 years of our marriage. There were enough times to have been bulimic after every meal for 2 years! It's no surprise that my teeth aren't their best. We also lived in an area where they didn't fluoridate the water. Say what you will about fluoride, I only had one cavity in the first 24 years of my life. Then we moved to Eugene, and then Portland and tons of cavities and a few crowns. I started going to the dentist every 6 months like a good girl and then we moved down here. I was scheduled for my 6 month visit the weekend we flew out. And I haven't been back since. It's been about a year and a half, not too bad, but still.
The tough thing about being an adult, no one schedules your doctors and dental appointments, you have to make them and then make yourself go. So, today I called and made an appointment for next week. I was on such a roll that I called my doctor and made the appointment she asked for. And now I am going to put them both of my mind. Or try at least. Ugh.
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Way to be a grown up! Jeff avoided the dentist for 10 years and paid for it(both figuritively and literally) when he finally had to go back. I will say that dentists have different tolerances for things. I didn't have a single cavity, we switched dentists and suddenly the new doc said I needed six fillings. I got another opinion and he said I didn't need any. I think the new dentist was trying to pay for her fancy new offices...
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