Read that as 'Jawyus' Coronation and it is apparent I am not talking (more on that later) about any royal boondoggle, but the rather unpleasant bout that took place in my oral cavity as the venue this AM.
I had a crown installed on my molar (for those not literate in matters oral - it is the large dude in the back that does the heavy chewing) while also sealing a rather large Caltrans worthy pothole i.e. cavity on a premolar adjacent to the molar of attention.
All this occured on a bright spring morning - at least there was that - when I showed up for my appointment with the cherub - read female dentist. Admin greets me with the same excitement a Disney ride attendant would a young bug eyed teen going on a ride - How's it going?
Carlinesque retorts come to mind - then again it is not that important.
So this dentist that works my infrastructure has this quality of making the patient feel at ease but when she gets going with the tools its a NASCAR event in your mouth.
That is what it feels like even after all the sedatives that are IVed in to those tender gumlines.
Lots of squirting and mister thirsty going on at the same time that the drills are jackhammering all the goop to clean out the strata for what will be the new crowning glory.
All in all sitting or lying down (with not much talking - as I said I am only typing - whew) rather uncomfortably for couple of hours staring (or not at the inane blabber on the telly in front of you as if to choose between 2 evils) beneath those poky retarded eye wear while the dentist and hygenist go with gusto at the insides of your oral cavity as if they are looking for lost Incan gold - sharing some private jokes - (they assume you are stoned) is an event that can best be avoided if you are lucky enough to have prefect set of choppers.
After that ordeal is over they crank the electric back rest up and ask that you rinse out the past (as if that is a real help) and then step over to examine the monetary damages that ensued as a result of this adventure you just went on. That should take you out if the drills did not!
The expression in the hole is not quite accurate here since I got mine filled at least (the hole I mean)!
I had a crown installed on my molar (for those not literate in matters oral - it is the large dude in the back that does the heavy chewing) while also sealing a rather large Caltrans worthy pothole i.e. cavity on a premolar adjacent to the molar of attention.
All this occured on a bright spring morning - at least there was that - when I showed up for my appointment with the cherub - read female dentist. Admin greets me with the same excitement a Disney ride attendant would a young bug eyed teen going on a ride - How's it going?
Carlinesque retorts come to mind - then again it is not that important.
So this dentist that works my infrastructure has this quality of making the patient feel at ease but when she gets going with the tools its a NASCAR event in your mouth.
That is what it feels like even after all the sedatives that are IVed in to those tender gumlines.
Lots of squirting and mister thirsty going on at the same time that the drills are jackhammering all the goop to clean out the strata for what will be the new crowning glory.
All in all sitting or lying down (with not much talking - as I said I am only typing - whew) rather uncomfortably for couple of hours staring (or not at the inane blabber on the telly in front of you as if to choose between 2 evils) beneath those poky retarded eye wear while the dentist and hygenist go with gusto at the insides of your oral cavity as if they are looking for lost Incan gold - sharing some private jokes - (they assume you are stoned) is an event that can best be avoided if you are lucky enough to have prefect set of choppers.
After that ordeal is over they crank the electric back rest up and ask that you rinse out the past (as if that is a real help) and then step over to examine the monetary damages that ensued as a result of this adventure you just went on. That should take you out if the drills did not!
The expression in the hole is not quite accurate here since I got mine filled at least (the hole I mean)!
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