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The Personal Monster IV

When she called me in, every heart except mine sounded normal....mine was thumping ...I bet Sivamani couldn't have done a better job at his drums...

dizzy dizzy dizzy.....thump thump....

Went in all alone....asked for M and was told he is having his teeth beautified ...baaahhhhhh...snifff snifff.....Doc asked me to sit down and she explained the process ...she told me she will work on my left molar and do the right on another day....It would have been better if she jus let me go.....or knew a bit of magic....


She made me sit  and I couldn't brilliantly camouflaged the tears with a dust-in-the-eye trick  for long... I heard my self sob out loud  and I spotted a very hazy version of my Doc walk towards me ....with a serene smile ...I heard an "Are you ready Gayatri?"....What if I said No...will she let me go?....

And then she pricked me ....amidst uncontrollable out pours through both my visual mediums I let out screams ,pulls and pushes...is this the ying yang theory I thought...she was shocked ...the attendants were shocked...and hey I was shocked .... "Gayatriikku Om Shanthi paatu podhuma...." she said...and then I heard my sone A's favorite song in the background....No music doesn't help me...not now...no way

I am not gonna tell you the rest.....it was over ....the whole clinic knew I was having an extraction while it lasted....The looks that welcomed me after the disaster ranged from pity to pittance....

Oh yes M had a full check up...and cleaning done....after which he stood next to the doc giving me consoling looks ( I had to assume it positively though I now feel they where why-are-u-creating-a-scene cold stare )

Though one side of my face resembled like I had a mango stuffed inside in some angles for a few days...should tell you I experienced no pain....took my pills regularly, gargled with salt water,followed my docs advise to the T...and in a weeks time I was back to being symmetrically me


PS. I am proud....Yes I am....fought the personal monster ...though it was an emotional battle ...the battle is won....True I have some more battles at the same field...but its the same field I won at ...and so I will win again ...hopefully.....sigh!

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