Brush those pearly whites.

So about six months ago I had a dentist appointment - and apparentaly at that time I scheduled my next appointment. That is right, I scheduled an appointment six months in advance. It is a very good thing that doctor's have administrative assistants who call you and remind you of these things, or I would have never remembered. The only problem is that I have a habit of screening my calls, if I don't recognize the phone number I won't answer. I feel like if it is somebody important they will leave me a message and I will call them back. (Note to friends: if you all me from an unknown number please leave a message) So, the dentist office had left me a couple of messages about my appointment, which I needed to reschedule, and I kept thinking I would call them back. But alas, I have a severe case of Preggy brain. For those of you who are not familiar with this disease, it is what happens to all pregnant women causing them to forget anything and everything, and making their friends and family worry that they are going senile prematurely. So, I kept forgetting to call them back and re schedule.

On Thursday I decided to step outside my box and answer a phone call from a phone number I didn't recognize. It was the dentist's admin assistant. Dialogue:

Me: Oh no I am soooo sorry I was going to call you back and I completely forgot. I can't make it to my appointment tommorow because I have a meeting at work that I cannot miss. Can I re schedule?

Other Lady: Well, I don't see how you could have forgotten, blah blah blah blah blah. (Basically, she was really pissed off that I hadn't called, and gave me a lecture about how the dentist is very busy and is booked weeks in advance, and blah blah blah blah blah.)

Me: Oh I am so sorry. Is there any way I can re schedule?

Other Lady: Well, OK. I had a cancellation for next Tuesday at 9:00. Will you need a reminder call on Monday? (I suspect that this was not an offer made out of courtesy, but rather out of sarcasm)

Me: Oh that will work just fine. Thank you so much. I was also going to let you know that I am about 5 months pregnant, I am not sure if that makes a difference at the dentist, but just in case.

Other Lady: Ooooooh!!!!! You are pregnant!!!!! Oh no wonder you forgot!!!!!! Blah Blah Blah Blah. Don't you worry about forgetting to call it is completely fine!!!!

So, it was a weird conversation. This lady was PISSED that didn't call sooner to change my appointment, but then ceased being annoyed the second I said the P word. I thought this was very strange- she actually told me I shouldn't worry about making phone calls because I should be resting.

The conversation really got interesting when I asked if I could please also schedule an appointment for my partner. Uh-oh, the other P word. Silence on the other end of the line.

So you can guess what happened next. Or at least my vivid imagination gave this woman all kinds of interesting thoughts. I patiently waited for a response, as I envisioned this woman's face growing red, thinking that I must have been artificially inseminated by my P-word, and therefor did not deserve her kind understanding of my previous failure to notify.

Lady: Oh, your partner?

Me: Yes, my partner.

Lady: Oh, um, are they also a patient here?

Me: Yes, my partner referred me to you.

Lady: OH, um, your partner?

It was a waiting game. She didn't want to ask me for HER name, and I didn't want to spoil the fun by telling her my P-word was a HE.

So, I decided that I should let spend the rest of the afternoon wondering about the logistics of how someone with a partner and not a husband had gotten knocked up. I told her that I was getting another call and would call schedule my P-words appointment when I came on Tuesday.