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Dr. Brushy Teethy and Professor Pasty Face

yesterday was a not-so-great day. Aside from having to turn in one group assignment for decision analysis and two income statements and a balance sheet for accounting, to take a test in economics and to complete some work grant assignments, after school yesterday afternoon I got to go to the dentist.

I haven’t had a cavity in well over a decade – I’m sure it’s been 15 years since I’ve had a cavity. At some point in my early teens my teeth grew some cahones and started fighting back against the cavity creeps, so I’ve had a nice extended vacation from the drill. But unfortunately all those ancient silver fillings (bling bling) are starting to weaken and yesterday I had to have three of them replaced with newer, whiter fillings. That’s right! Three cavities!

the interesting thing about dental work is that it is HUGE. That is to say that even though dental work takes place on a relatively small stage, to YOU it is huge because it is IN YOUR BRAIN. I swear the numbing needles the dentist used started tapping at the back of my skull she stuck them so deep into my jaw. And when she started drilling on my teeth it felt remarkably like I was in the middle of a construction zone. Not only that, but when they take the grinder to your teeth, you can actually smell burning bone.

my dentist is a hummer, so amidst the sounds of the dentist’s drilling and my own whimpering I got to hear some badly-hummed melodies. It reminded me of my torturedontist in Toronto who used to hum to himself while delivering great bouts of pain to my mouth. “Hum hum hum…” *SQUEEZE!* “Hum hum hum hum…” *WRENCH!* … well at least it was for a good cause.

after the cavities were filled I blearily stood up and I could swear my lower jaw was totally missing. It was there of course but I couldn’t feel it, and it took a couple of hours before I could. Right after the appointment Yvonne and I went to meet a potential new daytime nanny for Callum and I’m sure I made a great first impression with my goofy lower lip. When the feeling first started coming back in my lip it itched like crazy, but it was an itch you couldn’t scratch! It was bizarre. And that’s that!

have a good weekend!

20. Aug, 2004


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