Posted on May 31st, 2012 |
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I mentioned to George last night that although I remember leaving the Dentist office, I don’t remember the ride home. Recall prescription sedative?
George asks “You remember going to Tim Hortons?”
I don’t, but I know I woke up yesterday afternoon with a cafe mocha at my bedside, so I assumed there was a drive through visit.
George asks “You remember ordering a bagel?”
I...
Posted on May 30th, 2012 |
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Last month I returned to the dentist after a many-year absence to discover nearly every childhood filling needs to be replaced, and every other tooth is cracked, chipped, worn down, etc. etc. etc.
Today was visit number three in the restorative saga, where our protagonist gets first ever root canal.
When my sister was last visiting The Compound we bemoaned the industry’s general reluctance to use laughing gas...