Grrr, so much for a good night sleep. I got to work and was tetchy, tired, hormonal and ill today. Work was stressful, and I really wasn't in the mood. And to top it off? I ate some toffees and (one of) my sodding crowns fell out.

That set me off, and I ran off to the loo in tears. My boss was really really good when I told her. But why oh why do crowns (which you pay a fortune) don't stay in my mouth?

I rang the dentist, explained I was pregnant and needed an appointment asap to get it fixed back. Could they do it. The receptionist checked and said yes. Before offering me an appointment on the 23rd of November. Now, unless I'm mistaken thats nearly two frickin weeks away! This crown is one of my frontish teeth, where the vampire ones used to be! So I feel pretty monstrous with whats left in my mouth being on parade. When I asked if there was anything sooner... "oh yes, we have an appointment at 3.20pm tomorrow" she says. So WTF? Why not offer me the tomorrow appointment you daft f'ing bint??? :##

So, I have to be at work for 8.30am and I'll be finishing at 3pm, I guess I take a half hour lunch and I'm owed a half hour from extra time on Monday. But if I get to the dentist and they turn me away 'because I'm pregnant' I will give them hell. This is the same dentist surgery I was badmouthing 4 months ago as the dentist was downright rude, telling me off for not getting my filling done sooner and then telling me to return post Bump as he couldn't do a filling whilst I'm pregnant!

Aaargh. I hate them all!