"So, whatcha been doin' with yourself, Bill?"
"Urg, jussg etnfhw ospvwkg aolcmy...", I replied.
Typical conversation with my dentist.
I find that several stainless steel tools and a pair of
hands in my mouth tend to affect my highly polished
speech. Just kiddin'. I usually speak just like that.
I passed the exam without passing out, and learned that
I have "tight teeth". I'll take that as a compliment.
I returned home and my bride greeted me at the door
with the news that I needed to make an appointment
for another colonoscopy. Delightful. Another appointment
where the word cavity would be relevant...I was guilty of
"poor prep" on my first attempt and was told that I would
need two days of "Doomsday Drano" in order to be
scope worthy. I'll tend to that.
Plus, I need to make an appointment for my annual physical
and blood work.
Just coverin' all the bases.
I tend to be a hypochondriac.
Well, at least that's what my gynecologist tells me...