Here...Try This...(Part III)
My final visit to this dentist was pretty much just a conversation. No dental work, no gas, just a little chat.
He had pulled one of my wisdom teeth a month before. (The intense work chronicled in "Here...Try This... Part I") I was beginning to get a bit concerned because the right side of my tongue had gone numb and the feeling had not yet returned. I was further disturbed by the fact that my wife (The Blond) also had a tooth pulled by him a year earlier. Her tongue had gone numb as well, and her feeling had not come back either.
"I have a question," I said.
"No problem," He replied, reaching under his desk for the N2O mask.
"Now now...none of that," I took a step backwards. "I need to talk to you about my tongue." (Of course, it came out as, "I beeed do dock do boo aboud by dumb," but I already did that shtick in "Part II".)
He put the gas mask back under the desk, looking a bit disappointed, "So what seems to be the trouble?"
"It's been a month. My tongue went numb and it still isn't back to normal."
"Is it really that bad?"
"Bad? I have a trombone concert tonight, and when I play, it sounds more like someone is poking Donald Trump in the stomach with a pool cue, not that I'm recommending that sort of thing. What can I do, Doc?"
"Well, there's really nothing you can do. It's one of those freaky, "One-in-a-Million" things."
I was incredulous. "One in a Million? That's exactly what you told my wife a year ago when her tongue went numb. If it's really "One-in-a-Million", how do explain the fact that this happened to both of us?"
Here was his reply. I swear I'm not making it up.
He said, "Heredity?"
Think about it.
I refused his offer of more gas, walked out of there and found another dentist.
He had pulled one of my wisdom teeth a month before. (The intense work chronicled in "Here...Try This... Part I") I was beginning to get a bit concerned because the right side of my tongue had gone numb and the feeling had not yet returned. I was further disturbed by the fact that my wife (The Blond) also had a tooth pulled by him a year earlier. Her tongue had gone numb as well, and her feeling had not come back either.
"I have a question," I said.
"No problem," He replied, reaching under his desk for the N2O mask.
"Now now...none of that," I took a step backwards. "I need to talk to you about my tongue." (Of course, it came out as, "I beeed do dock do boo aboud by dumb," but I already did that shtick in "Part II".)
He put the gas mask back under the desk, looking a bit disappointed, "So what seems to be the trouble?"
"It's been a month. My tongue went numb and it still isn't back to normal."
"Is it really that bad?"
"Bad? I have a trombone concert tonight, and when I play, it sounds more like someone is poking Donald Trump in the stomach with a pool cue, not that I'm recommending that sort of thing. What can I do, Doc?"
"Well, there's really nothing you can do. It's one of those freaky, "One-in-a-Million" things."
I was incredulous. "One in a Million? That's exactly what you told my wife a year ago when her tongue went numb. If it's really "One-in-a-Million", how do explain the fact that this happened to both of us?"
Here was his reply. I swear I'm not making it up.
He said, "Heredity?"
Think about it.
I refused his offer of more gas, walked out of there and found another dentist.
6 Comments:
If you have legitimate problems and he's reaching for the gas, I wonder what he does to his kids when they come to ask for his help . . . I have one guess
Awesome post...awesome link!
Heredity....ha (even I got that one)
Hahahaha! Yes, you definitely keep me entertained. Everything in Dallas is fine. even without N2O.
I went to the dentist once and I have gas a lot...is that what you meant?
Yeah, Andrew laughed the hardest when you were telling this story. Especially at the "Heredity" part. haha
tootles! :)
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