It all started when the hygienist and the dentist began arguing in the middle of my root canal. Awkward I thought. Really? Is this seriously happening right now? At one point, both the hygienist and dentist left in the middle of the procedure to cool off (even though I was told he went to go examine another patient briefly???) and I was left to my own devices with my mouth hanging wide open, covered in my own mouth mess and just wishing for the end to come so I could get my painkiller prescription and escape. The only thing that saved me was the enlarged photograph of cherry blossoms on the ceiling. It was oddly comforting and reminded me of how much I'm looking forward to the coming Spring. Warmth, fresh air, excuse to wear less clothing...I think everything is going to be ok.
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