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Solitude of the Dental Chair

Whatever the theories may be of woman’s dependence on man, in the supreme moments of her life, he cannot bear her burdens.  — “Solitude of the Self” by Elizabeth Cady Stanton, 1892                                                                                                    

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Enduring an unexpected root canal at the dentist this morning–an experience both vivid and boring at the same time–I wondered, would this be any easier if I had a husband?

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4 comments for “Solitude of the Dental Chair”

  1. Today I couldn’t break the bolts when trying to remove the rusty toilet. I wanted to get a saw at Lowes but my roommate decided that the best way to get the bolts undone was to call her boyfriend.

    I felt robbed of my toilet adventure.

    But all day, as I went about doing one home improvement after another, I wanted someone to share in my excitement . . .

    Sometimes I’d like someone to celebrate (or commiserate) with.

    Good luck with your teeth!!! I am getting stressed just looking at that illustration!

  2. This is really nice, cool etc. I loved this post.

  3. Singletude says:

    Ouch! Well, it depends. If he was the kind of man who would rush home from work to hold your hand in the waiting room, drive you home, tuck you in bed, and fix you cold drinks…then probably yes. If he was like 95% of husbands, who would do none of these things, probably not.

    One of the hardest (and best) lessons I’ve learned this past year (just in time to turn 30!) is that just because you have someone who calls himself your partner is no guarantee he will BE one.

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