I really should have listened to my mother when she told me to be an orthodontist after I finished dental school. Then maybe right now I would be sitting on a yacht asking someone to pass me the Grey Poupon or something. But noooo, instead I am a general dentist who today had to endure the loud screams of a mother of one of my patients. She was screaming at the top of her lungs at her already terrified child and was almost trying to sit on top of the child as the kid sat in the dental chair. When I stared at the mother in awe of her behavior, she actually told me that I should be thankful that she was helping me. Yes, she was very helpful in giving all of the people in the office, the suites on the entire floor and her child a headache. Thanks!
Even the Bank of America customer service rep I spoke to on the phone last night told me I should be an orthodontist. I agreed with him. I have to admit that conversation was odd. Maybe because I called at 10pm last night and he felt like he had no one else to talk to. We had a talk about his family’s orthodontic issues and how much it was costing him. His computer was slow processing my transaction so I ended up learning a lot about his life. He told me I’m still young and can go to ortho school if I want to. I said, “yeah….eh…no”. He laughed.
Anyways, later I tried to shake off my nerves after having someone scream in my ear. Not an easy task. By the way, as soon as the mother left the room that child went from a frenzied state to a calm and peaceful one in 2 seconds. There is something to be said for keeping parents out of the exam room.
I had quite the day. After a long day and a full load of patients. My neck, back and spirit were bruised. I never knew dentistry would be so physically taxing. If I had known, I would have done something less strenuous, like working for a moving company or something.
I sat at my desk trying to muster up enough energy to get up and go home. Ever have one of those days where you sit at your desk trying to get up and leave? You want to leave but you just…can’t move..out from under the pile of paperwork. It was when I suddenly found a boring insurance claim hilarious that I decided it was time to go home before I lost my mind.
I stood at the elevator and wondered why it wasn’t coming. I cursed the makers of the elevator and wondered why nothing worked in our building. Suddenly I realized I never pushed the button to bring the elevator to my floor. If you push the button it makes things go more smoothly. Make a note of that!
Maybe if last night I had gotten an ounce of sleep I would have handled the days events better. Sleep really is a cure for all woes. Last night I woke up because the sound of a moth bouncing around my room actually woke me and kept me up. Yes, the sound of a moth landing on different things in my room was enough to wake me. I ended up doing battle with it at 2 am and in the end lost. I chased it and used a giant plastic flower as my weapon of choice. I ended up accidentally hitting myself with it instead. I never found out what happened to that little sleep stealing moth. Perhaps it will return tonight. I decided I really need a fly swatter.
In the end, parents are generally right when they offer you career advice. My mother told me to be an orthodontist and my father (who is a dentist too) told me not to be a dentist at all. Who was right? Somehow they were both right.
So listen to your parents when it comes to career advice but ignore them completely when they try to give you love advice. Parents cannot..(except for a few miraculous exceptions to this rule) I repeat cannot give good love advice. If they ever try to play matchmaker with you, run…do not walk in the opposite direction. Just smile and nod at them, then run like you have never run before. Trust me on this one.