I'm glad to hear that this ordeal is ending and that your medication actually -works-. Imagine that: medication doing its job! Heal quickly, capisci?
I've got a sort-of funny (if not traumatizing) dentist anecdote. Back in the Clinton era (last time I was at the office of a holy mouth man), I was sitting on the chair waiting for a cleaning when the assistant and the dentists come in. The assistant instructed me that they couldn't touch me until I had been on antibiotics for seven days. I asked why. The assistant said that I had indicated a heart murmur on my medical history and that foreign matter and bacteria could enter the bloodtsream and settle, and could cause this or that. Being 16, I didn't grok it. The dentist finally chimed in and said, "Look, kid, we don't want you dying in my dentist's chair. I can't afford the lawsuit, and I just bought this chair."
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Date: 2004-04-30 08:13 am (UTC)I've got a sort-of funny (if not traumatizing) dentist anecdote. Back in the Clinton era (last time I was at the office of a holy mouth man), I was sitting on the chair waiting for a cleaning when the assistant and the dentists come in. The assistant instructed me that they couldn't touch me until I had been on antibiotics for seven days. I asked why. The assistant said that I had indicated a heart murmur on my medical history and that foreign matter and bacteria could enter the bloodtsream and settle, and could cause this or that. Being 16, I didn't grok it. The dentist finally chimed in and said, "Look, kid, we don't want you dying in my dentist's chair. I can't afford the lawsuit, and I just bought this chair."
Guess it was funny, looking back on it.