Being part English has a few advantages. Mostly, it sounds cool when speaking the phrase very quickly without dwelling on the ramifications. For instance, a major disadvantage is the matter of dental health. Somewhere between twelve and twenty years the enamel enters retirement. Once that happens, it’s a blurry nightmare of cavities, fillings, and stern warnings from the dentist.
This Thursday however, stands as my all time best and worst appointment.
Sam ( sits in chair ): OK, let’s do this.
Dentist ( raises drill ) : Hold still please.
Sam: Doesn’t the Novocaine work better before we start?
Dentist ( inserts drill in mouth ): This will feel a like a cold pressure. Don’t move.
Sam: BZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZ
Dentist ( reinserts drill ): OK, almost done.
Sam: BZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZ
Dentist: There we go. OK and now the filling..
Fifteen seconds later, the terror ends.
A harrowing, yet merciful and short dentist experience.
All right I get it, no one likes reading about my medical traumas. Note to self no more medical blogs.