notes from a dentist's office

1.) ucla trained dentist >> usc trained dentist
ucla trained dentist did not know i was a medical student, yet still pre-empted all my medical related questions. he somehow read my fears of unnecessary x-ray radiation and infection spreading through my premolars into my sinuses and ultimately, brain (i'm not sure how common these fears are in the general public) and humored me with a quite lengthy discussion on the chances of my developing endocarditis. he also hooked it up with analgesics. YUM.

2.) after seeing my x-rays i could hear the aforementioned ucla-trained dentist discussing my case with the x-ray technician through the door...

"how old is she?" (i thought this was because my teeth looked like the teeth of 99 year old homo habilis (i spose that is an oxymoron--i don't think they lived that long)--but really it was because my age would implicate his recommendation on whether i should get dentures or not (sad!))

*pause*
response: "18 or 19 or i think..."

18 or 19!!! holymacaronis!!! i have tiny female asian classmates who pay for expensive haircuts to try to make themselves look older to gain more credibility with patients. i never really worried about this since i'm large and in charge and have a hyperactive stress response that ages me...so this response was quite pleasing.

after my visit i walked across the street to cash in my painkillers to double my dose of joy for the day.

^__^