My Big D is cute.
Last night I got a cavity filled (yuck with a capital "Y"!!) and the dentist had to give me two shots of Novocaine (cuz after the first shot I still felt her poking and prodding painfully into my tooth with her drill. *SHUDDER*)
After the second shot I started to feel a little funny, a little bit light-headed as I stared up at the ceiling, but I attributed it to anxiety. I get WICKED stressed out when I have dental procedures done. Not sure why. Probably the visual of this HUGE Novocaine needle spear-heading right towards my face? Perhaps.
Anyway, as I was writing out the check for my co-pay after the dentist had finished, I suddenly realized my hands were shaking so bad I could not read my own hand-writing!
I held up my right hand--which was shaking like an old lady on crack in the middle of a blizzard--and casually asked, "Excuse me, is this shaking normal?" Even though inside I was slightly freaking out. I've never seen ANY part of my body shake like that before. It was weird! Thankfully, it was just a funky side effect of the Novocaine.
I continued on my merry way home and immediately showed D how I had the shakes. At this point I thought it was kinda cool and mesmerizing to watch. (Which also momentarily made me forget that the lower left side of my face and mouth was completely numb and sagging open. At least I distracted D before he could tease me about it.)
"Oh my God! Are you okay?" He quickly asked. I explained how it's supposedly a side effect. But I kept catching him sneaking nervous, furtive glances in my direction on the couch where I huddled under my blanket, shaking away like crazy. I don't know if he expected me flop off the couch like a fish out of water, or what.
"I don't like to see you like that." D said, frowning.
And being as how I have babies on the brain nonstop, my first thought was, "Wait till you see me going through LABOR, honey." LOL I have a ton of friends with children and have heard enough stories now (as well as I was my aunt's labor coach all through her labor and delivery of my cousin, AJ...WONDERFUL experience!) so I feel like I have an idea of what to expect. But poor D, I am not so sure he knows too many specifics. Maybe it's better that way. LOL I know I can laugh about it now, but I'm afraid my Big D will pass out when that day comes. For one thing, he gets the dry-heaves over certain sights...so I wonder how he'll do with blood and other bodily secretions. (secretions...don't you just love that word?).
But my main concern is that he won't be able to handle seeing me in pain. D is very sensitive and empathetic to my pain or discomfort. I think out of any part of it, that will bother him the most. But then again, he might totally surprise me. Mmmmm....babies....Crapola...this post started out about D and morphed into 100% baby-thoughts! How the hell did that happen? I think he and I are passing the baby fever back and forth like a beach ball lately! LOL