How was your week?

This week has had some really enjoyable times! It started off with a bang on ANZAC day and even had some traumatic drama on Friday morning (so much for FriYAY!).

ANZAC, as you may have gathered from my post on the subject (if you haven’t check it out Lest we forget), is a very important day in the calendar of an Army girlfriend. It involves getting up early and assisting with uniform prep, going to the dawn service and appreciating the organisation your partner works for. I always really appreciate it when partners and families of serving soldiers are acknowledged, as it definitely affects both parties.

After that the boys went off around the RSA’s drinking while I went and hung out with some friends – we made breakfast together and hung out before joining the boys at the RSA later. It was such a relaxing fun day. Also very tiring thanks to that early morning!

Even though I didn’t do anything, Monday also signified the start of the Tone It Up Bikini series! This is a challenge run by trainers Karena Dawn and Katrina Scott where for 8 weeks every meal and workout are planned and you just need to stick to it for the best results. I really enjoy this, it’s always that burst of motivation I need to get through the winter slump. I’ve really bought into the whole Tone It Up lifestyle, I think their vibe and message are so positive and motivating. (If you’re interested in seeing what they’re about check them out here.) So every day this week I’ve been getting up, doing my tone it up bootycall (always makes me laugh) and dutifully posting it on social media in the hopes of winning the prize of a free holiday to Turks and Caicos, who doesn’t love that??

Friday morning I had to go to the dentist for a filling repair. Now, I don’t think of myself as a particularly anxious person or someone who suffers from panic attacks. In fact, I am happily normal! But I have a legit phobia of injections. Knowing I was going to receive a local anaesthetic for this procedure was awful, it kept me awake the night before and the whole drive to the dentist it was all I could think about. As soon as I walked into the surgery and got in that chair I could already feel the choking, hot sensation of panicking and began tensing and clenching my fists in response. Now, the dentist was already well aware of my fears – I had been very honest at my checkup about my response to needles. Yet he decided the best way to deal with my now crying (in my defence it was just silent tears slipping out my eyes not a major sobfest) panicked state was to tell me to calm down or the whole experience would be made even worse. Was that the best thing to say? Spoiler alert! no.

Panic increased tenfold and I now also felt very much out of control because the dentist had effectively told me off. I also felt so ashamed. So I had to close my eyes, try to focus on breathing and keeping my hands still but the whole time I was crying and shaking like a leaf. Afterwards, I felt so rude but without saying anything I literally grabbed my bag and just had to run out to my car where I just sat and cried while shaking for around 20 minutes or so.

Can I just say I feel very strongly that no matter what induces these panicked feelings in you no person, doctor or professional of any kind has any right to make you feel ashamed. Your reactions to a stressful situation are 100% valid and should be supported. In hindsight, I wish I had been more organised and arranged for my partner to get the morning off work to come with me, or arranged a friend to come and support me as I know that would’ve made me feel calmer. I am well aware I am in no danger at the dentist, I haven’t ever really experienced anything traumatic in my life at a dentist’s office. But that does not mean my fear of the pain of a needle is stupid or silly. So while this is somewhat of a tangent in a ‘how was your week’ post I just really want to put it out there that all of those people who like me have ‘irrational’ fears – we are not irrational! We are normal, our feelings are valid and you do not need to be ashamed. We can try to learn from every experience and find ways to help ourselves cope with these situations, but only because that’s better for us, not because our feelings are ‘silly’.

My week definitely finished off on a high note with meeting someone new and interesting over coffee, a hilarious evening with the work colleagues and an amazing dinner at a friends house on Saturday.

Today (Sunday) I am attempting a 20km run having realised my half marathon is in 2 weeks and I literally have done nothing so please wish me luck!!! I will need it!!!!

Let me know how your week went 🙂


ellie x




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