Beeeeeeep!
Hi Sheepie! This is Ethel From Dr. DeSade DMD's office calling to remind you of your 10:00 appointment this Friday. We also want to make sure that you know there will be no dentists in the office that day so this will just be a cleaning. No exam. Hope that works for you and we'll see you on Friday!
Beeeeeeep!
This was the message waiting for me yesterday when I got home from work. It is high time I went to the dentist. I've now cancelled two other appointments. If it's not one thing, it's another. Either I have to go prancing off to some Safety Procedures Training course or my Less Than Cheerful Teaching Assistants needed the day to go to appointments of their own. This was my last chance. I was of two minds on the matter, though. Sure, I was frustrated to keep having to change the appointments. But I don't exactly love going to the dentist...
If you've been wandering by the blog for a while, then you are surely already aware of my Dentist Issues. If you are new or have only been reading since I rededicated myself to the fine art of flossing, then you may not be up to date on my DIs.
I have, without a doubt, the meanest dentist on the face of this planet. He has hurt me. Hurt me bad. Hurt me as in "wouldn't listen when I told him that Novocaine doesn't always work for me and then proceeded to give me a root canal." Hurt me as in "dislocated my jaw a little bit putting in a crown." And that's just the physical kind of hurt.
He has also criticized my career choice, talked about the utter absurdity of a woman being president and began a sentence with the words, "at your age..." Evil. The man is pure evil.
Now, you may be wondering just why a gal might continue seeing a mean dentist. It's not like you are required by law to see a certain dentist. You can choose any dentist you want. There is no reason to keep visiting the mean dentist when there are plenty of others from which to choose.
But I really love my hygienist. She's cute and quirky and highly entertaining. Even when she doesn't mean to be.... I would miss her. Besides, there is nothing quite so effective as a mean dentist. Suddenly, I floss. My teeth are so clean, I could eat off 'em! Frankly, he's the best thing to ever happen for my oral hygiene. I'll do anything to avoid him.
But that doesn't mean that I didn't snag the appointment they offered me after I called the second time to reschedule. It isn't every day you get to go to the dentist and not have to see the dentist. Sometimes these things just work out the way they were meant to happen...
As a bonus, I get to take Friday off from school! Yes, we are now in Weekend Mode over here at the manse. It is Thursday and yet it is Friday all at once! If you leave out the part where I have to go to the dentist to not see the dentist, it is really quite wonderful!
To celebrate this most joyous of times, I stopped off and picked up a little bit of yarn on the way home. Nothing special. Just a nice, washable acrylic. In bright red. Not much, mind you. Maybe just enough for a wee, little sweater of some sort. We'll see how the fates come down on this issue. We all know how the fates sometimes feel about my knitting sweaters, after all...
And, if that doesn't come to pass, I also managed to pick up a movie and a new book. I should be all set for whatever the weekend brings my way.
The kitties were also quite pleased to see Mommy make her way home this afternoon. I sat each of them down and explained that the schedule might be just a bit off track tomorrow. I don't want them to be surprised or anything. I felt that they should know. The Big, Fluffy Kitty took the news pretty calmly. She's used to Mommy sometimes staying home on days that are usually for working. The Absurdly Gi-normous Kitty, however, was a bit confused. I think he might have thought it was all some trick and that I was really going to leave him behind as usual come tomorrow morning.
Can it really be truuuuuuue? Mama home all day to feeds me the yummy foods whenever I wants?????
I suppose he'll be disappointed on that front. But I still think he'll appreciate the early start to the weekend.
SA
12 comments:
So. You're knitting another dishcloth, eh? A seamless or one with pieces?
And way to go with avoiding the dentist at the dentist's!
PS - I almost choked on that "So clean I could eat off 'em" line.
I dunno, Sheepie. I used to have a dentist I didn't like but I kept going because the hygienic was so perky and bright and besides she's the one who turned me on to the value of a Water-Pik to those of us with less-than-stellar gums. But eventually I left Dr. IckyGreedy (makes a ton of money on what is basically a medical assistance population) and found myself a new one. Who is younger and better-looking and a library supporter besides. Oh, and I think perkiness might be requirement for dental hygienists: his are perky, too.
Oh no - life is just too short to spend any of it in the clutches of a mean dentist! I like my dentists to be sweet and understanding, and quite free with the medications. I have also been known to "self-medicate" before certain procedures.
Congrats on going to the dentist without seeing the dentist tomorrow! I understand your dentist issues; dentists freak me out. Pretty much all of them, but the ones who stick their hands in my mouth in particular...
If I could take the AGK to the dentist with me I might go sometimes. But since I can't, I don't.
yay for a three day weekend.. those are always good and it sound like you're fully prepared :)
Oh, and I finally went and bought my princess her own kitty cave thingie..
but she can't fit thru it. ::sigh::
Going to the dentist and not having to actually see the dentist and getting to start the weekend a day early!! You better invest a dollar or two in the lottery because you are on a roll!
And the lottery might be a better bet than the stock market right now!
A red acrylic dishcloth, huh?
I think AGK is looking mighty trim in his little cave; it must be good lighting ;)
I love it when I go to the dentist and don't have to see the dentist! It's cheaper that way too. All the dentist ever does is tell me I need umpteen million crowns on my teeth; doesn't he think I know he just wants a new car?
That's how I got out of work last Friday! Except I was having a root canal. My dentist does the cleaning, so I see her every 6 months, not a hygenist. She's an ex-professional sports team cheerleader and as such is honor bound to be perky. Actually, I like her. I still don't like her poking around in my mouth ("just a pinch here") but I like her.
Dentists. Yikes. I have sensitive teeth. I brush with warm water. Some of them don't have warm water. This causes much discomfort when rinsing. I understand the avoidance. My last dentist was female and I really liked her; but I moved. Sad.
On the upside, it's the weekend and the AGK is adorable.
OMG, my verification word is "woolest". As in molesting wool?
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