Happy Friday!  Thoughts and prayers continue to be with those dealing with the aftermath of natural disaster.  Here is trusting that better days are ahead.

Enjoy!

This week I made my my semi-annual visit to the dentist. While I know that many people are quite leery of going to the dentist, I was able to overcome my fear of the dentist in about the seventh grade.  I got to know my dentist, who happened to also be the dentist for the Dayton Gems minor league hockey team, rather well over the six visits I had for fillings.  Although I did learn to dread it when he said, “This is just a small cavity, I don’t think you will need any Novocaine for this one.”

A visit to the dentist is always interesting. I am convinced dental hygienists tools are
derived from instruments of torture that date back to the middle ages. Forget
about water boarding for terror suspects. Let’s just have them spend a half hour
with the dental hygienist every morning; wait, I think that was outlawed by the
Geneva Convention.

Anyway, after the hygienist finished with me and I had my transfusion to replace the
blood I lost through the flossing.  It was time to see the dentist. I tried to make
some conversation with him because I noticed that he looked a little down in the
mouth. He told me he had recently been recognized as the dentist of the year. I
asked if that came with any rewards. He said they gave him a little plaque.

He also told me that he had recently had an interesting patient, an Indian guru
who needed some extensive dental work, but refused Novocaine. I asked him why
and he said that the guru wanted to transcend dental medication.

My dentist also told me that he had to break up with his girlfriend who was a
manicurist. It seems all they ever did was fight tooth and nail.

On my way out, I noticed that he had a sign hanging on the wall with a Bible
verse on it, Psalms 81:10b” . . . open thy mouth wide, and I will fill it.”
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How many dentists does it take to change a light bulb? Three. One to administer the
anesthetic, one to extract the light bulb, and one to offer the socket a little cup of
water.
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Husband: “Darling, your teeth remind me of the stars”
Wife: “Because they gleam and sparkle”
Husband: “No, because they come out at night!”

Thought for the Week

My dental hygienist is cute.Every time I visit, I eat a
whole package of Oreo cookies while waiting in the
lobby. Sometimes she has to cancel the rest of the
afternoon’s appointments. ~ Stephen Wright