He announced yesterday he thinks he has an abscess. He also hasn't been feeling very well. But no of course the two aren't linked ...
Then there's Guilt. I was so wrapped up in my own menopause / financial / anxiety problems I completely failed to notice that even though I've kept up the twice yearly hygienist and checkups it was news to me that he hasn't been for seven years. Because he doesn't like or trust his dentist.
Tried googling local NHS dentists to get at least something underway but he got angry.
I know he's scared (scangry?) and knowing I now have to manage his anxiety as well as my own is just more angst I can do without.