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I went to sleep last night excited for my dentist appointment this week to fix my tooth. When it works again, I want pizza. I am so fed up of having to cut everything, like pizza, into tiny bites and I'm not bursting into tears any more but it's still sapping a lot of mental energy for me to eat or drink almost anything.
I just got a phone call and my appointment has been put off til September 1, "provisionally."
It's no one's fault, the dentist's father-in-law died over the weekend I guess. The receptionist assured me that when she comes back she's going to work a day she normally doesn't, to accommodate patients like me that she's missed seeing. I don't know when that will be, just "when she comes back." The receptionist said I can be in the short-notice cancellations list, but I was told that last time, I was told I wouldn't really have to wait til August, and here we are.
I just got a phone call and my appointment has been put off til September 1, "provisionally."
It's no one's fault, the dentist's father-in-law died over the weekend I guess. The receptionist assured me that when she comes back she's going to work a day she normally doesn't, to accommodate patients like me that she's missed seeing. I don't know when that will be, just "when she comes back." The receptionist said I can be in the short-notice cancellations list, but I was told that last time, I was told I wouldn't really have to wait til August, and here we are.