So call me a weirdo, but I like going to the dentist. Well, for my cleanings, anyway. Today I went in to have my fillings done. The office I go to is great. I see Dr. Kimberly Santiago in Issaquah. Her office is beautiful and inviting, and the staff are very friendly and professional. None of that changes the fact that needles and novacane suck sideways. I'm excited to be able to chew on my left side again, but first I'll have to deal with the achey bruised feeling in my jaw. I'm having a hard time opening my mouth, let alone eating solids! After my appointment I went back to work for a few minutes to finish my weekly UPS shipments to my company's regional offices. I ran into a guy I work with on the way in, and he said "It's nice of you to show up after your two hour lunch!" Of course, my face was still completely numb on the left side, and so I said "Psh! I was at the dentist! See?" Then I flashed my "I've recently suffered a stroke and now look like a palsy-stricken mad woman" smile. After splitting his sides, he said "You look awesome! Just don't smile. Walk around like this." He wore an excellent example of an agrily concentrated face for a moment, and then continued on his way, laughing heartily. 'Twas hilarious. On my way home I decided to drink a Rockstar so that the caffiene could wake up my nerves. I, of course, was not used to having two half-numb lips, so I dribbled all over myself. Thereafter, drinking required a lot of concentration. It was mind over aluminum can. I won in the end (but just barely!).
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