Yesterday there were a lot of things I wanted to be doing. But the world had to come to a screeching halt while I went to the dentist to get a filling. Yes, that’s right folks, my dentist, who really is one of the most kindest (double superlative) men alive and wouldn’t hurt a fly, had the dubious pleasure of replacing a filling on the bottom right side of my mouth. Now for some folks this is really no big deal. But for me, this is like having fingernails scraping down a chalkboard at the same time you are breaking off my teeth. And that’s with a massive amount of numbing juice liberally applied by said dentist. The first guy who can invent a dental drill that doesn’t make that high pitched whine will makes millions, me thinks. So I also liberally applied a sedative ahead of time (with my dentist’s blessing), put my iPod on “The Doors” at a relatively high volume, and let it rip. I might add that I was so very stoned from the sedative before we started the drilling that I was singing show tunes to the amusement of the dentist and his assistant. Nothing like “The Lonely Goatherd” with the sound of high speed dental drill.
So afterward, I was starving – I was stoned, remember? Some habits die hard. So we got some lunch and I worked hard to keep the food from dribbling out of the side of my numbed mouth. Then I went home and took a 3 hour power nap.
Then off to see a play that I had done the sound design for: “How the Other Half Loves”. What a hoot. If you ever get a chance to see the play, do it. Really fun. You won’t be able to see this production at the Long Beach Playhouse because this was closing night. But it’s a great play and I recommend it.
So that’s my dirty secret. I’m afraid of dentists. And I’ll probably write more when I have to get my next filling done in two weeks. Ugh. Why is my mouth suddenly falling apart? This will be my fourth filling this year – it’s just not fair. Where’s the comfort food?….