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Tough as nails 

“Tough” my dentist called me yesterday and for several times she referred back to this statement even though I’m not quiet sure as to why. 😉 Maybe it was a phycological trick to evoke that warrior spirit and to tough it out, to be strong and embrace what was about to come. Whatever it was, it worked and I walked away with one less tooth but victorious in my undertaking. After signing the piece of paper giving my consent to extract #18, she sat on her little rolling chair next to me, ensuring and double checking that she had given me enough novocaine so I wouldn’t feel a thing. It was my first visit, my first time meeting her and I recall looking up at her to meet her gentle smile while the thought crossed my mind that an angel was sitting next to me who would help me. It was extremely personal and touching to me, maybe I was just nervous and emotional, but I don’t think so and it was as if I could look right into her kind soul, knowing instantly why she does what she does and that was to help people just like me who need a supporting hand from time to time. My focus is usually reversed, with me being the one trying to be an angel to somebody, helping in any way I possibly can. But not this time and this time was about me. Yes I paid her to do a job, but there are always two ways we can do a job. Either our heart is in it and our desire to help people comes through the compassionate manners we carry ourselves in, or its just a job, a matter to collect a paycheck which removes all emotions and simply leaves us not caring one way or another. You know what I thought as she was sitting next to me while being considerate of the thanksgiving holiday, asking me if I wanted to wait with the extraction until after thanksgiving so I could stuff my face. 

While being medicated on novocaine, Elvia her amazing assistant brought me two ibuprofen tablets to take so they could kick in as soon as the shots would wear out. I was informed that I could take up to three pills four times throughout the day to help with the pain that would follow and that I would feel exhausted from the surgery by the evening. I listened and took it all in, after all I never had any teeth besides my wisdom teeth extracted. 

At the moment of extraction I probably did white knuckle my lounger a bit. Not because of pain but because it’s not every day somebody almost sits in top of you, torture tool in mouth and all, trying to violently take extract something rooted from deep inside your mouth. But in fact the whole process was very smooth and the white knuckles only came in because I was preparing myself for the discomfort and the pain that never showed up. 

Evening came and the only thing that held truth was that I nearly passed out and fell asleep on the futon at 9PM. I felt blissfully sleepy but also cold despite the heater running. By now I had a cup of chicken broth, a slice of pound cake, a little stuffing softened even more with gravy and squash vegetables and that was it. I could have probably fallen asleep but now my stomach was reminding me that I hadn’t fed it any substantial food all day. Oh yeah there was also that one banana I ate, but nothing significant to brag about it either. A food scavenger hunt revealed two slices of leftover cold pizza, not exactly the soft food I was suppose to eat but a perfect choice to extinguish and feed my hunger. Soft food or not, after all I am a warrior and the baby that I am at times when I’m tired of being strong was somewhere tucked in, sleeping and out of sight. 

I had no problems eating the pizza and besides taking smaller bites and trying to chew on the other side of the extraction, I took no other precautionary measures and finally felt satisfied. At 11PM I went to bed and remembered in a no big deal moment that I had forgotten all about to take my pain meds. It’s a good thing believe me, as I don’t do pharmaceutical drugs easily. Lucky that I had no excruciating pains and the symptoms that were surely to follow the extraction, or so I was told at the doctors office, never showed up. 

So today on thanksgiving day, I have a few more things to add to my long list of things that I’m already grateful for. 

I met a few angels yesterday at the dentist office who made me the focus (something I’m not used to), and who helped me get better. 

I’m grateful for the smooth process of saying goodbye to #18 and for not having any difficulties with it. 

And I’m grateful for carrying on with life in the fashion of “business as usual”, meaning that I don’t need much extra care, pain meds and such and that I’m able to eat solid food. 

The only thing that seemed to have backfired is that thanksgiving diet plan and I will have turkey and all the fixings after all. Not such a bad thing after all, is it now? 😉
Happy thanksgiving Xoxoxoxo

A little funny for your holiday feast 😉


Who am I, and why I write. I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I am the one, holding on to the silver lining when the skies are gray. I’m a believer that nothing is coincidence, but that everything has purpose. I’ve made my mistakes, don’t we all, but I see them as growing pains and they are a part of who I am today. I have lost myself in order to find myself, and I still do from time to time, but in a good way. I’m a big child who laughs until my belly hurts when life wants to be serious. Career wise: I’ve been there, done that, and I took “The jump” off the hamster wheel in an effort to change my future. I didn’t land all that soft, but I can say that I’m still proud to have found the courage to do it. Coming full circle, I had it all, and yet I was lonely and had nothing. Today I choose to be a collector of moments and I chase memories, instead of the material stuff. Less is more, and the motto is quality over quantity. You’d be amazed at how freeing it can be. I see myself as a free spirit that believes in an unconventional lifestyle. Somehow I go against the grain most of the times, not to rebel, but because it feels right to stay true to my unique and authentic self. It takes courage, and you often stand alone, but if you dare, you soon realize that it is the only way if you don’t want to lose who you are. Just like most, my past wasn’t easy and I come from a life that didn’t always give me the opportunity to be heard. Few related and even fewer cared to take the time. But that’s the past and it’s history, the future hasn’t happened and the “NOW” is truly all we ever have. In the end we all have a story to tell, and we all seek to be understood. We all yearn to be heard and accepted and still life is hard and our path is full of stumbling blocks. If we can see the lessons in adversity we may realize that the toughest moments are often our greatest teachers. There is a reason for the saying that the stars can’t shine without darkness, and it might be darkness that will show you the light.
It took a series of (un)fortunate events, to learn to glow through the pain, to learn how to dance in the rain. I believe in Magic and wonder, and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. As an empath this old soul often feels a little too much, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Today, I am here to tell my story because I believe that it can help others. It is my hope to bring inspiration and strengths to you, while showing you that it can be done. I know you are out there, and I know you are suffering in silence. I am here to tell you that you are not alone, and your voice is being heard loud and clear. Hang on and be strong, transformation is yours. 
In light and love....Rhapsody Bohème 💙🦋

4 thoughts on “Tough as nails 

  1. Woah…. so the dentist thing is really long and harsh… I just read your last post about it, and now I’m reading this one before. Well it’s so refreshing your positive attitude which is not only that, but it’s also filled with self-awareness. So you know, whith this post I feel I would love to grab a coffe one day to know you in person!!
    Have a wonderful day and good luck for the dentist too, but I think it will be all fine!!! ❤

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    1. Wow, Luca you are making my morning and it would be so amazing to meet one day. I believe people enter our life’s got a reason and I know that our paths crossed for a purpose. I look forward to that cup of coffee with you and 2017 might just do that 😉🌹❤️

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