Just a vent...so if you are in the Christmas spirit stop here at the happy faces
Now reality
This morning I had an 8am dentist appointment, so I set my alarm for 630. I woke up just vaguely... in that "Am I in a nightmare?" fog. But no, it was real.... Rio had slept against the door and closed it, locking in the cat who evidently did not see the need to wake me up when she felt the need to mess on my floor. She was polite enough to cover it up with Rio's blanket though.

After cleaning up after nasty cat, I got ready and headed out to the dentist. I am not someone who has problems with the dentist. I go, they work, I leave. No big deal. Well, a couple of weeks ago when I was having my routine cleaning I had an anxiety attack (I am prone to those, but never had one at my dentist). I worked through it. Today, I took a Xanax about 15 minutes before my appointment. As the topical anesthetic oozed down my throat with its bitter taste and numbing, I felt the panic rising. So I had to get up, go out to my truck and take another 1/2 Xanax. They tried putting nitrous on me, but the mask on my face sent me into orbit, so I had to reschedule. I was so humilated I could have died. My "strength" is one thing I feel good about myself, and today it totally let me down. The dentist and staff were great about it.... I am still ticked.
When I got home I found where my 14yr old dog with kidney problems threw up on the back porch. I cleaned it up and decided today is going to be just a sit back and have a "Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman" marathon at my folks house.
Well.... my 77yr old dad opened the back door and my 110lb Rio came charging in to be with me. He just lays at my feet and doesn't bother anyone, but my dad decided he didn't want him in today for whatever reason. When Rio ran by my dad grabbed him and stepped in front of the dog to drag him back outside. Well, RIo kept running and my dad hit the floor. He is ok, just ticked and grumpy.
It is only 10am. I think I should scratch leaving the house or trying to do anything constructive. Dr Quinn here I come.
*sigh*
