It is a warm day and in forty five minutes I have an appointment at the dentist. Nobody enjoys going to the dentist I am sure, but I guess that it is worse than the alternative. My parents generation had all their teeth extracted in their twenties. It saved money in the long run I suppose but it meant that their entire adult life was accompanied by plastic teeth that were soaked overnight in a glass by the bedside.
I am mindful of this when I go and even the pain of the bill, makes me thankful that the teeth I have are my own. This is just a check up and I hope that nothing needs doing. She will poke and prod while talking to me very quietly in a voice that I cannot hear while her nurse hovers about looking busy. I vanish into a sort of trance in which I dissociate myself from whatever is going on.
I am reminded of an awful joke about dentists. A woman is sitting in a dentists chair, terrified. She says to the dentist "Id rather have a baby than a filling." The dentist replies "Well make up your mind and I'll adjust the chair."
There, that took my mind away for a few moments and now I must change into something more respectable before we go.
I am mindful of this when I go and even the pain of the bill, makes me thankful that the teeth I have are my own. This is just a check up and I hope that nothing needs doing. She will poke and prod while talking to me very quietly in a voice that I cannot hear while her nurse hovers about looking busy. I vanish into a sort of trance in which I dissociate myself from whatever is going on.
I am reminded of an awful joke about dentists. A woman is sitting in a dentists chair, terrified. She says to the dentist "Id rather have a baby than a filling." The dentist replies "Well make up your mind and I'll adjust the chair."
There, that took my mind away for a few moments and now I must change into something more respectable before we go.
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