Back in my day, we didn’t have no fancy schmancy fluoridation in the water. Only one cavity after a dentist visit was cause for celebration. Everyone over age 72 had false teeth. Root canal was synonymous with Marathon Man
Thankfully dentistry has come a long way since I was a kid.
My dentist is a modern dentist. He has a flat-panel display of computerized fish on the wall. Digital feng shui. I’m in the office for my fourth or fifth root canal. I lost count a long time ago. The first was 17 years ago and it ruined my shiny gold crown.
They offer me nitrous. I don’t really need it, but what the hey. Then headphones. I think I was listening to Bach. I kept closing my eyes and drifting off, then the sound of the drill would bring me back.
I composed this blogpost in my head. It was brilliant while I was under nitrous.