Different strokes

So as I sat there waiting to go in for the first session of my double root canal, I couldn't help but hear all manner of commotion from one of the rooms. Sounds of a kid half-crying mixed with a dentist trying to cajole and soothe her. "Don't cry", he pleads. "Open wide, like a lion", he goes on. As I try to calm my own nerves down, I think how much patience that kind of thing must need, and how I possibly couldn't manage it. Not on any regular basis for sure. Then I think it's a good thing people are different. It's a good thing people like different things, otherwise if the whole world was like me... Well. It's a good thing people are different.

Half my face is still numb. Including half of my nose and one of my eyes. Those must have been some powerful injections the guy gave me. My mind is also in shock. 22K. Had to ask the receptionist to repeat the figure to me. Twice. Boy was I glad/relieved I had a credit card. And even more so that I'd taken it for a test drive.