If anybody here needs a really good dentist, I will recommend mine. The man is a wizard. As I've probably said repeatedly the last couple of weeks, I was in alot of pain from a couple of really bad teeth. I finally manged to get in to see my dentist this morning.
He took a look at my x-rays and said "I recommend we pull those two.. whaddaya say?" I nodded enthusiastically. He gave me a couple of shots. Only one of them stung and only for a moment or two. Then he left me to get numb for about ten minutes.
My previous encounters with dentists have not been positive. One of my problems is that my teeth have hooked roots and they don't want to come out easily. Usually an extraction includes lots of grunting and cursing as they try to get them out. One dentist in the Army broke two other teeth trying to get one of my wisdom teeth out.
So anyway, I'm laying there in the chair listening to Tony Carey on my mp3 player expecting a major ordeal getting two pulled at once. The doc comes in and pokes and prods with a couple of tools and then next thing I know his assistant is pushing some gauze in my mouth and telling me to bite down.
Done! Five-six minutes tops.
The man is a genius.
So here I am, minus a few more teeth and buzzed to the gills on Darvocet. Typing like I know what I am doing. I have to keep going back and reading this to remember what i am writing about.
But my teeth don't hurt anymore. And that is a good thing.
Now I'd better save this before i get lost again. My recliner is calling me.
Always plenty to eat - *Cliff and I were both poor, growing up. We stayed pretty poor most of our married life, too, although I was always sure not to call us "poor", even in my...
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