Okay, so let me explain. No, I don't love going to the dentist. But I have a wonderful dentist. And if you have to see a dentist, then my dentist is the best. And yes, going to the dentist is very necessary in our culture of refined foods. I've seen documentaries of cultures that don't have sonic care tooth brushes or water picks, or floss, or mouth wash, but yet, they don't have cavities...or...gurh....root canals. Yes, no cavities, and also, no white flour, no white sugar, no candy, no soda, no white bread... But alas, I have had quite a dental history... So here is a little more info about the past 7 days... it all started with...
some pain in my cheek. :) When I smiled, when I put on moisturizer, etc. I knew this couldn't be normal, and although I typically deal with these sort of minor issues without seeing a doctor, I figured I better go get it checked out. After all, I was just going five minutes down the road to a dentist, I enjoy seeing. :) The news he delivered I wasn't so thrilled with though. He said I had a "knot" in my gum above a certain tooth. A tooth I had had root canaled (sp?) by a very low budget dentist a couple years ago in desperation. Oh dear, now it had an infection all the way from the bone above that tooth into my cheek! Dr.Galloway made me an appointment with an endodontist for the following day.... and I went home.... and got on.... the INTERNET.
Really? Could I really end up with a bacterial infection in all of my facial bones and become so sick I could hardly move? And I would have to see a specialist in Colorado for some sort of homeopathic facial zaps? Visions of uncared for children, homeschooling down the drain, lots of laying on the couch in pain began to dance through my head. I stopped researching and starting freaking.
I went to the endodontist and endured over an hour of drilling that drizzled my brain and frazzled my nerves. I left convinced that his treatment would not work. I asked my husband to pray...I had no faith. I don't know why, but this little "knot", well, it was actually rather big, revealed in my heart, a lack of trust in my Savior.
In all seriousness, I went back to see Dr. Galloway today, 6 days after the treatment by the endodontist, because I was so worried and it was beginning to affect my ability to care for my children. Here I am, totally fine, I don't have an infection in all my facial bones, I'm not in so much pain that I can't get off the couch, I'm fine. My cheek just hurts. Yet, I feel like I can't move (the outcome I am wanting to avoid) and I just need to research on the internet tooth extraction and dental implants. Finally, Steve gave me some really good advice and that was to call Dr.Galloway. I did and they got me in right away. For therapy. :) (it was free!)
He assured me that the "knot" was smaller and that I could trust in the endodontist's treatment. This made me feel a lot better. But this whole experience has shown me that I don't fully trust in God's plan for my life and for my children's lives. I let a little infection send me off into a world of worry and fear, instead of surrendering my life to the one who made me. He has a plan for my life, and while it will indeed involve suffering at times, it is a good plan. My God is trustworthy. He showed that, once and for all, on the Cross at Calvary. Jesus. On the Cross. That is all I need to look at when I begin to doubt God's goodness and his love for me.
I repent in dust and ashes. :) And I thank God for Dr. Galloway.
"And those who know your name put their trust in you, for you, O Lord, have not forsaken those who seek you." Psalm 9:10