Today, I brought my helper to the dentist.
Although I wasn’t the one seeing the dentist, I felt a tinch of nervousness. The stress was probably related to some traumatic experiences at the dentist.
In the clinic, the dentist informed me my helper needed to undergo extraction. I started to feel queasy, as he was going through the details. The friendly nurse offered me a seat, but I politely declined and asked to be excused during the procedure.
“We’ll be done in fifteen minutes,” the dentist said. I nodded and left.
Once I passed the clinic doors, I darted.. my legs did not feel the same. It must be the nervous energy.
I walked and walked, until the queasiness subsided.
I found myself standing next to the Bukit Timah Gates of Singapore Botanical Gardens.
The gate had intricate grid patterns.. From afar, the design looked simple and it failed to impress. I had high expectations and hoped this design would be a winner. Well, apparently not.
I glanced at my clock.. It was time for me to head back to the clinic.
I started feeling queasy again.