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Thursday, October 21, 2010


I went to the dentist today.  I used to go every six months back in the day, but I haven't been since some time before we bought the farm.  I'm surprised my teeth haven't rotted out of my head.  That's one of my worst fears.  I have big time teeth/dentist issues.  I think it's because when my brothers and I were kids, the only way my parents could afford dental care was to go to the dental college, where dental students tortured us for hours.  Then the professors would come around and give their stamp of approval or order more hours of torture.

I think that every time I went, I had a cavity.  Now that I think about it, it could be that they just said I had a cavity so they could get some pratice on drillin' and fillin'.  I mean, we took care of our teeth.  We brushed and weren't allowed to eat a lot of sweets and there was flouride in the water.  What more could a tooth ask for?  That was in the days before flossing, but hey, people have lived for centuries without flossing their teeth.

Anyway, I went to see Dr. Hoot.  Isn't that name a hoot?  And his office partner, who is a denture maker, is named Dr. Bone.  Hoot and Bone.  Hilarious.

But, they were all very nice and nobody hurt me and they do free teeth whitening for any patient that wants it.  So, I think I've found my country dentist.

So, the "awww" part.  As I was getting ready to leave, there was an older man with an older woman that I assume was his wife.  She seemed to be taking care of him because he was a little "off", maybe with a touch of alzheimers or senility, I don't know.  But he stood up as I was leaving, looked me in the face and said, "Do you go to church often?"  I thought maybe he was going to invite me to go with them or to have a Bible study or something.  I told him, "Yes, I do."  He said, while making a halo around his face with his hands, "I thought so.  I can see it in your face.  Every Sunday?" "Sunday and Wednesday, yes," I said.  Gesturing again with his hands indicating a glow around his face, "Your face, your face, I can see it in your face."

Awww, what a sweet thing to say.  Apparently, I didn't have my usual somber expression on this morning.  Perhaps it was because I went to the dentist and wasn't left with the urge to take that sharp metal pick thing and jab someone in the eye.

1 comment:

April said...

That would have made me cry..how sweet.

Ditto on the dentist thing..ugh. I white-knuckle the chair every time I'm there and I have to warn them about 'biting issues' if they hurt me :o(