Actually I used to be really frightened of the dentist but now I really don't give a shit and the injection, although the thought was not thrilling, did not pose a problem for me and frankly I hardly felt it.
GG was not available today so his wife kindly offered to take me to the hospital, an offer which I gratefully accepted. She arrived early and off we went.
The second I stepped through the door for treatment, I was ushered through, which was really excellent. Yellow door today. The trainee seems to be growing in confidence and was not frightened of slightly touching my skin to locate the tattoos and it was him who placed me on the machine and he was corrected by the manipulator. It took a little longer than usual.
I tried to show my friend the tattoo on my chest but I couldn't find it, as it was so small so I suggested to the manipulator that maybe they glowed in the dark. Apparently not, they are just so used to finding them that it's easy for them when the lights are off and the laser beam illuminates them.
There seemed to be three boosts of rays today on both sides as opposed to two normally but maybe I'm going mad and I miscounted? My breast is tingling a lot tonight on the side and it hurt enough to want a painkiller and I think the side has some red splotches on it. I can't really see so I'll ask dh to have a look tonight. I put the cream on a little earlier tonight so I'm already sitting here in my pjs so as the cream doesn't mark my clothes.
Things to be grateful for today - thank you:
An unexpected visit from the effervescent St L giving me just enough time to get out of my pjs (it was not early it has to be said!) And a quick visit from JLo who was bearing gifts - a much coveted copy of Grazia UK version (which I love, just the right mix of fashion and 'issues') to ease those waiting times and a new green tea to try
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I feel a review coming on!
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