The marvels of modern dentistry

My head is still spinning from how fast I had my cavities filled today at the dentist. I wasn't in the chair more than 15 minutes before I was being cleaned up and sent on my merry way. They have sure come a long way since the days of painful shots, whining drills, and lots of cotton jammed in the mouth. I must say that the pain afterward hasn't changed all that much, but maybe I'm just being a baby. It's been so long since I've had a cavity or anything of that nature, so I suppose I've forgotten what it's like.

At any rate, I'm headed to bed shortly to get some rest. My mouth hurts, and my furry children are being especially annoying and persistent tonight, for which I have little patience. I missed out on reading most of my favorite blogs, but I'll be back tomorrow night when I'm feeling a little better. Ant thanks to everyone who left words of comfort and encouragement regarding my impending layoff, I really appreciate it.

They might as well rot out of my head

A winning combination for your pearly whites

I know it's bad to drink a Coke after you have just had your teeth cleaned at the dentist, but I couldn't help myself yesterday. Good God, I was starving because I hadn't eaten all afternoon, and my stomach was rumbling while I was in the dentist's chair, which was embarrassing. Luckily, I had a can of Coke in my car that I had brought along for Pete to drink, who also hadn't eaten all day. I thought he'd have the Coke with some food I brought for him before our joint dental appointments. But he didn't drink it, and when I got back into my car to drive home, I couldn't resist the siren call of the sugary syrup. When I started chugging the Coke, I don't think my gums had fully stopped bleeding from the heavy-handed flossing by the hygeinist, but I didn't care. I have two caveties that have to be filled next week anyhow, so a little Coke won't make a big difference, right? At least it quieted the angry protests from my empty stomach on the way home...