I am sitting in the dentist's office having a consultation done regarding three teeth that need to be extracted. The dentist is reviewing the options of novacaione versus anesthesia and the comlications that can arise. The dentist flips through my charts and starts checking off boxes on a form.
"Are you allergic to any medications?" he asks.
"Benadryl and some kind of anti inflamatory stuff." I answered.
"Any medical conditions for which you take daily medication?"
The dentist checked off a bunch of boxes in a row.
"Any problems with Alcohol or drugs?" He asked.
"No." I answered. "How about you?"
The dentist looked over the top of his glasses.
"Excuse me?" He asked like I offended him.
"I just figured you were the one that was going to be cutting into my gums with sharp objects that I should ask you the same question." I smiled trying to let on I was making a joke.
He looked back at the form not acknowledging my joke. He place the tip of his pen onto the form and prepared to write the answer to the next questions
"Who is your emergency contact?" He asked.
I answered hesitantly. I wasn't sure if he was asking because it was an actual question on the form or if he was making a joke. Or was he?
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