Feeling Cavity’s Pull
Life is a banquet.
Fell asleep at 9 a.m. today and woke up at 12:45 to get two cavities pulled.
The worst part came early, when my dentist used his little dental air gun to blow around my teeth, trying to pinpoint the exact location of the offending holes. Like a true hunter, he found his prey. The discovery of the cavities was met with a “yeearrrrrgh” a “shaaaahcrapacrapacrap” and flailing feet from me. The actual drill & fill was no big deal. I think numb teeth and lips are pretty cool.
I have to go back again for more work after the new year. It’s starting to look a lot like Christmas…