Tuesday, February 21, 2017
The realization of all my dental nightmares flashed before my eyes.
"What?" I asked in a panicked tone.
She laughed and said she was sorry. She was just upset that she had forgotten to change the TV off the soap opera. She hates soap operas.
After rinsing, I told her that she had worried me along the lines of how a patient feels when, not fully asleep during anesthesia, they hear a doctor say "oops."
I looked up at the TV screen on time to hear a woman cry, "I'm never going to see my baby again!"
"OH NO!" I said.
"What?" asked the hygienist.
I told her it was just the TV.
The dentist's office is my "Cheers," where everyone knows my name. I have as much fun there as is possible. While we were waiting for Dr. Debian to come in and check my mouth, Leah gave me some pointers on the Words With Friends game that I had been playing while I waited. I had thought of a good word but then it would open up a triple letter combination.
Dr. Debian was pleased to hear that I am keeping my mouth guard in. Some of my teeth are already worn down some from grinding. I would have gotten the mouth guard sooner if I had known.
But the good news is that I had no cavities and was able to leave with my remaining 20 teeth intact.