Dentist and other woes

Yesterday, I had a dental appointment which I'd been waiting for since October. I did have a February appointment but it clashed with my first Covid jab, so I cancelled. I was looking forward to this treatment because I so wanted to have a comfortable mouth again (no pain). The dentist said, 'We're going to make you very numb.' The treatment was extremely uncomfortable but completely painless. The problem was when I got home. I have never in my adult life felt so ill after any dental procedure, so I assume I was given more of whatever it is they have in that needle. I was wiped out.

I've only been seeing this wonderful dentist for a couple of years, since the one I'd known for years retired and sold the practice. She totally gets anxiety (she has a special clinic for anxious and special needs patients at Southampton hospital). I told her about my PVD diagnosis and the trouble I was having getting either appointments or help. She actually advised me to say I'd had a fall (I haven't) 'and the OT will be round the next week!' She said that those who shout loudest get the help in the NHS. And she's a doctor!