.comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}

21st Century Lesbian Trailer Trash

These are the mad musings of a middle aged woman, dyke, nurse, poet. I have a dog, a cat, a mobile home, and delusions of grandeur.

Name:
Location: California, United States

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

My Trip To The Dentist

Surely in life, there is not much that is more humiliating and painful than sitting in the dentist's chair with your mouth open, fingers, cotton, and sharp instruments in your mouth, while you choke on your own spit. Unless of course you are female and have suffered the tortures of the stirrups and the speculum.

It sure in the hell took long enough for them to get around to inventing the plastic speculum. But that's a story for another day.

A couple of weeks ago I was minding my own business and eating a bowl of granola with soy milk. Suddenly I was chewing on rock. Then I spit out a piece of tooth. When I went to the mirror, I discovered that half of one of my bottom molars was gone. Such is the way of all flesh.

Luckily I have an excellent dental plan. Fully paid for by the corporation. They don't want their leaders to have bad teeth, obviously.

Two weeks ago I signed on for a new dentist. I was pleased to find that she is young, female, and rather cute. She is also a good dentist. She said that the dentist who told me I needed a deep cleaning was just trying to make some extra cash. I was relieved because I have always had very healthy gums despite my myriad bad habits.

Today was the day that she did the prep for a crown and made me a temporary crown. She had to give me 2 injections of novocaine in my cheek and 4 around my gum. I'm a tough customer. The princess and the Pea.

There is no point to this story. But if you're a lesbian, it's always fun to have a cute female healthcare provider. One day I'll tell you all about my cute lady veterinarian.


Kinja, the weblog guide

2 Comments:

Blogger Ginny said...

Glad to hear you have an excellent dental plan... Mine stinks. I'm forced to see a quack who told me that he was going to pull my tooth, and he hadn't even looked at it! I didn't let him pull it, but he did such a horrible job filling it that the filling fell out!

About those speculums... I'll take a cold metal one over a sharp edged plastic one... And trust me, OUCH! wasn't the only word that came to mind when it scraped me as she was removing it.

Have fun oogling your new dentist. ;-)

10:01 PM PDT  
Blogger Gina said...

It's great you found a good dentist (and being cute helps), I'm one of those people who have intense fear of dentist. I have panic attacks and get all sweaty. If that had been my tooth, I'm still on the look out for a great dentist who will knock me out to work on my teeth. (I know they will do that, I'm just looking for one that I would trust)

7:50 AM PDT  

Post a Comment

Links to this post:

Create a Link

<< Home

casino poker chips
real clay poker chips