Sunday 12 June 2016

ouch

Woe was me on Friday.  It was time to summon all my courage and head to the dentist for the semi annual festival of pain. I've been feeling extra stiff and sore the few weeks so this simply seemed like another test from the lord. I'm getting sick of that nogoodnik continually testing me.

Friday was the first time that I actually got a little cranky with the hygienist doing the scraping and scaling. It really hurt so I also voiced my displeasure with the dentist after the scaling when it was time for the 30 second cursory inspection of my chompers. The scaling took over an hour but the inspection was over in a flash, lucky me. I was probably cranky because for the first time in memory it was costing me a few bucks, the gold plated dental insurance disappeared when I retired.

On the plus side, I didn't have any cavities. Perhaps rinsing with the child's fluoridated mouthwash is paying off. I'm also not rinsing my mouth immediately after brushing so the fluoride in the toothpaste has a chance to work its magic.

I had been anxiously awaiting the delivery of book that I ordered from AbeBooks over a month ago. The book arrived on the last day of the estimated delivery range so I was ready to write and complain  but  perhaps things would have worked out better if it had been a few days late:


I wasn't home when the book arrived and my chief of security thought there might be a explosives in the package so she decided a closer inspection was in order.

Some people value books autographed by the author, maybe I'll dip my security chief's paw in ink and get her signature on the book. The consequences of her actions would have been much harsher had she decided to inspect the old copy of Dune that arrived a few weeks earlier.

Billy says he loves you sons of bitches.

14 comments:

  1. It looks like it got chewed by an animal. Maybe someone's dog gave it a nibble - not your one I hope. No cavities is good, but you must have a lot of tartar if the scraping took that long.

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    1. that's what rip said, it was some other dog.

      the wife must be putting a fine dusting of cement in my bags of candy to make that feckin tartar adhere so strongly to my teeth.

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  2. I guess I'm strange. I don't mine dentist...Coffee is on

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    1. coffee stains the teeth, but i don't care about stains. it's the plaque and tartar that are causing me grief.

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  3. Kurt should be good reading...

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    1. yeah, it's a pretty small book and kurt's an easy read.

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  4. Now that I have cheap-ass dental insurance, I go to a dentist with torn upholstery; my cleaning is over in a half-hour, and I only get the 30-second exam once a year. Why Medicare doesn't cover dental is beyond me. Bones matter but teeth don't?

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    1. my new dental plan allows scaling in units. i didn't pay attention to the details but the dentist said it could be easily done, she's just pull my teeth out on highway 61.

      our government health plans don't include dental work. i'm paying $135/month for dental and prescriptions. of course there are deductibles and tons of stuff that isn't covered.

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    2. It seems that swilling coconut oil around in your mouth for about twenty minutes a day solves a lot of dental problems, I don't know but you might check into that.

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    3. coconut oil is supposed to be very good for many things. i have 75 year old cousin who looks very young and attributes it to coconut oil.

      i'm going to change my brushing technique and double down on the sonic brush.

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  5. Nate chewed every book I owed...

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    1. rip seems to select one item from the pile of mail each day. she takes it to the sofa and opens it, then rips it up.

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  6. Never read Galapagos. I've read many of his other books tho. Bluebeard was one of my favs.

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  7. Rip is living up to her name. Hope you can still enjoy your new book, Mr. Rosewater.

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