Monday morning started with an unplanned root canal. (my week HAS to go uphill now, right? :H) I had been having serious tooth pain, but had not thought of AL. No thoughts. Not in frustration that my dentist was out of town last week, that another dentist didn't relieve the pain, not as a relief from the pain, nothing. (This is all afterthought). My dentist is in another town. This weekend I know I can't possibly wait until Wed AM and I call first thing yesterday. Hop in the car and drive nearly 2 hours to his office. He looks and sends me over to endodontist who also in that town. All is fine, relief is on the way. I am driving from one office to the other with my throbbing face and spot a liquor store. I instantly become Pavlov's dog. Salivating. I automatically scan the road, all three mirrors, blind spots. I can taste it. I can FEEL it. I am startled by all this and think "Are you CRAZY!? What are you DOING!?" And even while I'm thinking that, I am consciously marking the location. It's amazing what can flash through your mind in a short period of time. Liquor stores in that town, cups of ice at fast food drive throughs, pouring in parking lots. Dental discomfort = booze. I shake it off and go on to the endodontist. As I pay my bill, I see the print out from the last root canal ordeal. Six years ago. SIX! And I felt that way.
This wasn't what I would describe as one of my triggers. Has this happened to others?
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