NOT teeth and gums.
On an episode of the old Seinfeld show, one of the charcters (Jerry? Kramer?) hated dentists and was refered to by a dentist as an “antidentite”. I was an antidentite for a long time. My antidentitism was fear-driven. In the past month I’ve seen three dental professionals: a dentist, an endodontist, and an oral surgeon. My initial, near incontinence-inducing fear of dentists has been replaced by an almost “git ‘er done” indifference. The fear began to disapper with the calm professionalism displayed by the dentist and endodontist I saw. It further disappeared when the oral surgeon did an extraction under local. It disappeared when I saw the oral surgeon earlier this week bercause the site of the extraction hurt. He looked at it, poked around and pronounced it “OK” without so much as a grimace from me.
Fear and God go together in this regard: If you can face a fear and walk through it, God will walk with you and be there for you on the other side. I learned about fear disappearing in AA. It’s all over the 12 promises:
If we are painstaking about this phase of our development, we will be amazed before we are half way through. We are going to know a new freedom and a new happiness. We will not regret the past nor wish to shut the door on it. We will comprehend the word serenity and we will know peace. No matter how far down the scale we have gone, we will see how our experience can benefit others. That feeling of uselessness and selfpity will disappear. We will lose interest in selfish things and gain interest in our fellows. Self-seeking will slip away. Our whole attitude and outlook upon life will change. Fear of people and of economic insecurity will leave us. We will intuitively know how to handle situations which used to baffle us. We will suddenly realize that God is doing for us what we could not do for ourselves. Are these extravagant promises? We think not. They are being fulfilled among us—sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly. They will always materialize if we work for them.
When people first get sober they tend to focus on certain things to help them along. I clung to promises and read them every day…and sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly…they all came true in my life!
Oh…the gun part. Darling daughter got herself a semi-automatic .38 handgun for her 21st birthday. That’s pretty cool. (I’m not a right wing gun nut…I’m a left wing gun nut.) Her fella, Ben, is a shootist and will teach her well, I’m sure. She’s hoping to get her conceal and carry permit soon.