Thoughts on dentists
I hopefully completed a course of dentist work today. Having been through a series of repairs and todays extraction I have had several thoughts on the profession.
1) I never before appreciated the artistry of dentistry. This all began a month and a half ago when the back of one of my teeth disintergrated. I was mostly embarrassed by the fact this happened on some cereal. Not even something hard and impressive. The dentist who gave me an emergency appointment rebuilt the back of it basically out of paste. With time, light and drills he crafted something very near to the origonal shape and I was happy. My children were quite disappointed that it was so simple and barely visable. I drew diagrams on the board. It was awesome.
2) Dentists, much like doctors really do get to have you at extremely vulnerable. Drills in mouth tend to extract compliance, or else teeth.
3) They must also see the funniest of faces. I mean, during cleaning (the scrapy part of which I remember from when I was 18 as the thing which made me not want to go back in a hurry) I was humming all sorts of random tunes to distract myself from the pulling, tugging and interesting accompanying noises. During the extraction itself, I made some pretty ridiculous noises. I laughed afterwards, and felt a bit daft. As I do now, with a wad of gauze in my mouth and the inability to chew much.
4) Teeth can actually withstand a lot of punishment, but I don't want to test it out again any time soon ^_^;