Dentist…

Now I will be the first to admit I absolutely hate dentists and have the biggest fear ever for them. I will always put them off unless I absolutely have to go with an unbearable toothache. Ever since I can remember I’ve had this fear and then I’ve had some awful experiences which just made it worse. Whenever I go to the dentists, I start to shake and can’t stop myself until I come out and I am back home, and this happens even if it is only a check-up.

So last year while deciding it was time to conquer some of my fears this was another one of them. When I was around nine years old, I was out playing in a friends garden, who had one of those swing sets with the two swings and a swinging seesaw. I was about to get on one side of the seesaw when the friend of mine decided to start swinging on it, and that’s when I began to hate my teeth. The seesaw hit me straight in my mouth and spilled one of my front teeth in half. So off to the dentist it was for me, and they had to rebuild my front tooth. Ever since then it hasn’t been the same (naturally), but it sticks out of line from my other teeth. If it weren’t for that, I would like my teeth. But since that first build up it would seem to fall off, and I kept having to go back, I once had a dentist do it who I nearly punched (not on purpose) as a reaction to the anaesthetic and pain with it being in the front of my gum and me being only young it hurt, a lot. So my arm automatically just shot up towards the dentist who caused the pain and his assistant had to catch my arm.The next experience with that tooth and that built my fear was when a different dentist went to build it back up and dropped one of the tools into my hair, and then carried on with said tool in my mouth, I was traumatized. I went home and cried, and my mum complained, I haven’t ever seen the dentist since. I did finally have it built up where it eventually was strong and hasn’t fallen out since.

However since the age of 16 and being able to make my own appointments I didn’t until last year, and I was 22. So that’s 6years without seeing a dentist and ill admit I didn’t look after my teeth properly as I took a lot of bullying with my front tooth when I was younger, so I thought there was no hope and just abandoned them. Which now I wish I hadn’t, but I cant go back, so I just have to deal with it. This trip ended up with me having four teeth out and three fillings. 3 of those teeth which I had out confirmed my fear a lot more than I thought. I could feel everything she was doing ever pull every little bit of pressure which also meant I also had all the pain I shouldn’t feel, I felt it. Every little bit. The shaking I used to become worse, I was laid on the chair with tears streaming down my face, and there was nothing she could do for me she used so much anaesthetic that she could and yes she could have stopped, but I wanted it over and done with so I didn’t have to go through it again, so I never told her how much it did hurt. It took an hour to get two teeth out which should have took 15minutes each at most. And that was all my fault as I didn’t look after them as I should have.

But I was back again yesterday, and as scared and shaky as I was I came away happy. I found out that my teeth are all great at the minute, it’s my gums which need a little more care. But as long as I get them to a healthier and strong place my new dentist will finally look at my front too to put a crown on it and get it back into the place it should be and back in line. I may finally get to a place where I can smile and show my teeth a little. I may finally have more confidence with new people as right now I feel they are judging me by that tooth and the way it looks.

Have you ever had a bad experience with the dentists?

Kelly Louise

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**This was a post from Little Yorkshire Girl

Not All Mothers Are Perfect, Not All Fathers Are Useless..

This post, I will warn you is a little sensitive.

Not all mothers are perfect, and not all fathers are useless.

I absolutely hate how a child’s mother has so much more right than a child’s father does. You will always see more stories about a father who can’t be bothered with his child or doesn’t want to pay out for them. But where are all the stories about the mothers who are the same or have the child in their custody and are so incapable of looking after the child’s needs?

I have found myself in a relationship with someone who was a father and deserved to have more rights to his children than their mother did. In the end, they both lost out. This mother claimed that the father was out to get her and take the children off her so she couldn’t have them. So one morning she has decided it was time to do what she thought was acceptable to get herself away from the situation and made some false allegations that the father was beating her and the home wasn’t safe for her and the children to be in. This meant with what the system is like in the UK these allegations were taken seriously, don’t get me they wrong they should be. However, you would then think the police would go and arrest the father and do their investigations but no they didn’t, and he had to find out that they had been taken out of the house for their safety by the police when he went to report them missing. Still no sign of an arrest or any investigations. Then at 3 o’clock the morning after he made some allegations to the police that the children weren’t safe and the mother wasn’t in the right frame of mind to look after them. However men aren’t always taken so seriously when they make allegations, so this was never checked up on. The next morning they were all due to meet at nursery when the mother didn’t turn up with the children, but then the father got a phone call from the mother saying she had caused fatal injuries to the children. The father refused to believe this story, but the staff at the nursery did and phoned the police about it when they had gone to see her it was true.

This is where my point comes in as to why aren’t fathers taken so seriously when they have concerns? Maybe if they had listened to him, this wouldn’t have happened if they took him as seriously as they did when she made her allegations more could have been done for those young children. I fully believe that a father should have just as much right to their children as a mother should unless it is proven that they aren’t capable of being what that child needs. A mother isn’t better than a father; I don’t believe that just because they carried the child for nine months, they deserve to have more rights. A child needs both parents in their life if they are both capable. There are stories where you will see that maybe the mother had died due to health issues and the father has done a fantastic job bringing his children up. These stories show that there are fathers out there that can put their children before anything that is going on in their life whether they are with the mother or not.

I was thinking to do maybe a post on what it is like being in a relationship with someone who has been deeply affected by a criminal fatality and what it is like to live with them. Let me know if this is something you would like to see in a future post.

Kelly Louise

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**This was a post from Little Yorkshire Girl

It’s only me with a new name!

Some of you may know me as I did have a previous blog which was ‘Little Yorkshire Girl.’ However a lot has changed, I decided I no longer liked the blog name that I had, and I also wanted to go self-hosted with my blog.

I feel like the reason I wasn’t blogging as much as I couldn’t have been was due to the fact I wasn’t as happy with some of the content I had done and I just wasn’t happy with the blog at all. I had out grown the name so fast compared to when I first created that blog I loved it and thought it was perfect. It just wasn’t anymore for me.

I knew there were some risks with changing my blog name; I just didn’t expect to lose all photos on every single blog post. One minute they were all there and the next they had gone. Heartbroken wasn’t the word, especially since some of these photos I no longer had on my phone or laptop. Honestly, I could have cried. But I have seen this as an opportunity to start completely again with my new name which I do like now. So I will take something useful out of this unfortunate situation I found myself in. I would like to prewarn you I have saved some of the posts I loved from my old blog that didn’t have pictures, and I will be posting them again, I hope you don’t mind this. I just didn’t want to lose those completely. I will state on the post which ones they are.

Going self-hosted is something I always wanted to do when I fully started blogging again now my job has settled down a lot more I felt it was time. Even though I know, there will come a time when my career becomes busy again, but that’s where I am getting a grip more on getting posts scheduled and preparing for if and when it does happen again. I blogged a few years back, and I was self-hosted then, which is the main reason I knew going self-hosted was for me.

Kelly Louise

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