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Getting lost on the way to the dentist

Getting lost on the way to the dentist - Lucille Quigley

My Lyme symptoms worsen lately and I have been having a lot of reactions. I tried to keep up a medical journal but I don’t think it will help much my Lyme specialist. If I don’t write them down as soon as I start feeling them, then I forget. I forget everything these days. My phone, my keys, my wallet, my clothes. I am not far from forgetting who I am. I noted that my brain fog is preventing me to think clearly. I also experienced memory issues and loss of directions which is scary. 

One of the other days I went to see my emergency dentist Boisbriand. Once I got in Boisbriand I realized that I could not remember where exactly was the clinic. I was totally lost. I had to call the secretary and ask for directions. I was only two streets away, but I did not have any sense of orientation when that happen. 

I never experienced such a thing. It made me feel like a child who got lost from his parents. I felt helpless.The anxiety was building up and the burning sensation under my skin was increasing by the minute during that time. 

When I finally made it to the dentist, I had to stay half an hour on his couch in the waiting area to calm myself down. The moment I tried to stand up, I felt dizzy and as if I was about to faint. The receptionist saw me and came to my rescue. She invited me to have a seat and gave me a glass of water. 

She was about to reschedule my appointment but I convinced her that it was better to be seen by the orthodontist the same day, otherwise I might not make it to the clinic. She was kind enough to listen to all my whining and complaining without looking bored. Why am I say that? Because I have dealt with some heartless nurses that lacked the compassion or empathy towards the sick. 

Once I was on the seated on the dental chair, I was feeling a bit better. I was able to explain to the doctor that my jaws seemed to frequently shift in position and make sounds as they moved. After he examined me he said that I would need to remove the upper wisdom teeth and gave me a recommendation letter for a dental surgeon, asking me to take an appointment as soon as possible.


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A technology fanatic who is also crazy about little jars of creams, Lucille is THE columnist who crashes the trendy cocktail parties looking for exclusive content. Her life, of which she savors every moment, plunges her into the world of the most interesting innovations on the market today. Her blog invites you to discover her favourites and her moods.