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The boy was so anxious he couldn't function.
Didn't bathe, go to school, brush teeth, or have normal conversation.
Thirty minutes before the appointment, I convinced him to swallow half a xanax.
(leftover from the not-so-long-ago-high-anxiety years.)
He's a cool customer now, stretched out in the ortho chair.
So next time, I'm taking a xanax, too.
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Eek! I remember those well! I had them between the ages of 16-18, which was awful. Hope all goes well for Elmer (and you)!
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