The D-d-d-d…Dentist!

So, a couple of weeks ago, or was it last week? I never can tell…I went to the dentist for my first ever filings. Boy, does that anaesthetic rock. It was purely local, but my face felt like it wasn’t mine for hours! Anyways, it was my lower left side that was to be worked on. I haven’t been to the dentist since I was seven, and that was my first time and only for a cleaning. I can safely say I had major work to be done. Well, I laid there for five hours while he worked on me. I have an uncanny ability to resist anaesthetic, and so I got needled every twenty minutes or so, and then he’d go back to drilling or whatever. It sucked. I mean, the drilling hurt, but it was the keeping my mouth open for five hours thing that sucked.

Well, I’m going back tomorrow. I think it’s for one upper left, and then my whole lower right. I doubt it’ll be so quick this time around. I wonder if I can convince them to gas me. But, will my belligerence overcome any good that might come of it? I tend to get very fiesty and belligerent when I’m gassed. Or so I’m told. Everybody MUST get a hug or I bite. Bizzarreness. Woot! Three double letters in one slightly made up word!

That’s about it. I have one student starting tomorrow, very shy of my goal of four. I already called my boss and asked him to cover it for me since I will be out.

Okay, later folks.