I am his keeper
I know that it is common for men to know little about how to run the household other than to bring home a check and expect everything else to run smoothly around him.
My husband is one of those. He has been needing to go to the dentist for some time now, but he absolutely hates it. He says it makes him sick at his stomach. He hates the dentist. He gets anxious, sweaty, nauseated, and just plain out of sorts.
This attitude has landed him in a particularly horrible situation dentally. He has teeth that are hurting, teeth that have lost old fillings and teeth that are broken and chipped. He HAS to go to the dentist. No questions asked!
So, as we were budgeting our tax return and stimulus check, I focused on him at least getting a little dental work taken care of. It is absolutely to the breaking point.
So, he said, sure, I’ll go, just set it up and don’t tell me until it is time to go. So, I did. He goes on Thursday morning at 9:30, he will get his teeth cleaned and since they are slow at this time of the year, the dentist will start working on the biggest issues and work until we run out of money, Wayne runs out of ability to allow the work to be done or the doctor runs out of time.
So, there, it’s done. I know many women (and men) who would balk at the very idea of their spouse taking such control over their life. But, in our house, with this particular subject (and most any subject like this), my husband prefers I just handle it and let him stay out of it until the very end.
Well, I can only make the appointment, I can’t make him go and I certainly can’t make it any easier for him. He did call (no he had me call) and ask our family doctor if he could have a prescription for a mild anti-anxiety medication so he could go without throwing up on the dental assistants and dentist.
We shall see….

October 2nd, 2008 at 4:03 am
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