Thursday, October 20, 2011
King Alfred's Cake fungi
Time for my semi-annual teeth cleaning. This hygienist was very good. However, like all of her kind, she couldn't seem to help talking about some issue and asking me what I thought. They can't possibly expect you can answer when they have a mirror, a pick, and three fingers in your mouth? She went to see what was detaining my dentist, who does a final check before I leave. She returned to say he was getting CPR. "Is he OK?" I asked. She assured me he was just taking a required CPR training course at the moment and another dentist would do the check-up. That dentist arrived momentarily and looked into my mouth. "You have a lot of crowns." she announced. Not news to me, I was present when each one was put in.
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