I hab a new fiwwing...
Mar. 17th, 2009 01:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jducoeur... and if you think that sounds silly, you should hear me try to recite the "On Yonder Book" poem I'm rehearsing for Lodge.
The dentist has a new novocaine-injecting device, with a needle hooked to a tube hooked to a small pump. Apparently, the idea is that most of the pain of the novocaine shot comes from shoving all that gunk into your cheek at once; by dripping it in one drop at a time instead, it doesn't hurt as much. But she's still getting the hang of the dosing, which is no longer as one-size-fits-all. The first try didn't *quite* get it all numb, so we had a second go-round, and *boy* is it numb now.
I'm one of those odd people who finds dental work kinda interesting. Despite a strong and idiosyncratic gag reflex (dental film is always problematic for me), I don't have any problem watching as two people work with five different gadgets in my mouth at once. Trying to puzzle out what they're doing with all those devices (okay, that's some kind of clamp, and that thing she's turning must be some sort of wedge to lever out the old filling) is a fine distraction from the drilling noises coming from just below my nose.
But I am suddenly realizing that it would have been smart to have lunch *before* going to the dentist, when I still had some dexterity in my tongue. Oops...
The dentist has a new novocaine-injecting device, with a needle hooked to a tube hooked to a small pump. Apparently, the idea is that most of the pain of the novocaine shot comes from shoving all that gunk into your cheek at once; by dripping it in one drop at a time instead, it doesn't hurt as much. But she's still getting the hang of the dosing, which is no longer as one-size-fits-all. The first try didn't *quite* get it all numb, so we had a second go-round, and *boy* is it numb now.
I'm one of those odd people who finds dental work kinda interesting. Despite a strong and idiosyncratic gag reflex (dental film is always problematic for me), I don't have any problem watching as two people work with five different gadgets in my mouth at once. Trying to puzzle out what they're doing with all those devices (okay, that's some kind of clamp, and that thing she's turning must be some sort of wedge to lever out the old filling) is a fine distraction from the drilling noises coming from just below my nose.
But I am suddenly realizing that it would have been smart to have lunch *before* going to the dentist, when I still had some dexterity in my tongue. Oops...