Tales of the Pearly Whites

While sitting in a dentist chair – again – a few days ago waiting for my speech to slur, my cheek to get fat, as I prepared for yet another crown, I thought about the experiences had in this position. I find myself routinely thinking about past dentists and the “stories” I seem to have whenever I have an appointment. This particular appointment was no different in its oddities from others as the dental assistant could not seem to get my temporarily cemented permanent crown off the molar that I was in for a week ago (I won’t even go into that logic…cause I don’t know what logic it is…permanent and temporary in the same sentence).

If I were to categorize my “stories” by a profession, dentistry would most likely have the largest selection of tales to be told. Here’s a sampling: Continue reading “Tales of the Pearly Whites”