This is my own A-to-Z Challenge for the month of June — likes and dislikes. If you want to join me, just add a comment of something you like that begins with the letter D and something you don’t like.
Also, today’s post is my submission for Stream of Consciousness Saturday’s prompt — irony.
“You invite your dentist to your family weddings?” someone asked one of my children when they were being introduced to Dr. Kate.
I think it was Laurel that I was talking to about it, because she said, “I never really thought it was weird until they said that.”
We don’t invite Dr. Kate to weddings because she’s a dentist. We invite her because she’s a friend. She’s been a nearly lifelong friend to me.
I can still picture her when we were kids with her jaw wired shut and her head with a halo screwed into it to keep her neck in traction. I would go visit her every day after school at the hospital before getting a ride home with my father.
It was probably close to three months that she was in the hospital — so that’s a lot of visits! A friendship grows over something like that.
To be totally honest, I’m pretty terrible at keeping in touch with people, so we lost touch during the years that happened between high school and parenting. She went off to the dental school and Navy. I went off to Wyoming. Eventually we both ended up back in Cooperstown.
And yes, she comes to our family weddings. I love my dentist, Dr. Kate.
So I suppose there’s a little irony in the fact that I hate going to the dentist. It ranks right up there with having a gall bladder attack, another not-fun repeated experience in my life, but I’ll save that story for another day.
In Scottish Gaelic:
Is toil leam am fiaclair agam.
(I like my dentist.)
Cha toil leam a dhol dhan fhiaclair.
(I don’t like going to the dentist.)
How about you? What do you like that begins with D? What do you dislike?