Today begins my series of Dental adventures that are supposed to lead me to smile more acceptable and some that I'll pay bills while trying not to have regrets. I go to the clinic too anticipate the operation because I was told that this would be brief and painless. I'm sitting in the room Wait, next to the giant aquarium filled with exotic fish and coral fluorescent bin relax. I found Nemo. And Dory. And another Nemo. Well, well, there are lots of Nemo in there ... Do tell me that some of the $ 2,000 (* ARGH) I'll invest in my teeth is in the saltwater tank (it sends the mechazes Tesque while I wait). It is not wrong ... The dental assistant came to pick me, smiling (Everybody is always happy in this clinic. Anyway, they look happy.). I can not remember his name, let's say it's Julie. Julie and Dr. Boubou are leaning over me my worst Yeul open. They tell me about educational toys their children. The character of their children. Their progress at school. I can not remember why it was made about this, but it is something inexhaustible and Dr. Boubou know, when it comes to my teeth and told me it will simply remove a small part of my gums that affects three teeth. She laid the numbing stuff, telling me that if ever the transaction is too painful, it can inject the true Droy deep bin with its giant syringe dentist. I consent to be tested without injections, just to see ... Not that I'm queer with syringes, but I tend to stay frozen too long and that day, I want to be able to articulate when I discuss with my colleagues. We have time to chat a bit all three, the time that my gums become insensitive and Dr. Boubou released his lightsaber dentist of the future. I feel fresh tite to where she works, nothing more, it hardens very well. Then I see smoke rising before my eyes ... Wow, she's really coming apart in my mouth meat! It's still impressive. After a few minutes
Gossage, she pauses to observe me well, consult with Julie, who approves with a smile, then handed me a mirror so that I give my opinion too. Uh, seems to me correct, I do not know? How to judge? I did not even notice my deformity initially, then I think huh ...
Boubou Dr. tells me it's a good thing that the numbing stuff was enough, because the injection needed for this particular location would have been enough painful. There are some secrets that the medical profession does well to keep because I think the anticipation is far worse than the suffering itself.
I pay, I confirm my next appointment (money-luxury, oh yeah!) And I go out to the bus go and wait in the cold. While walking, I feel a strange part of my life back to the brain. The taste ... There's a taste in my mouth, it tastes like a different era of my life ... But what is it? Ah! It tastes like beef, damn! But not the metallic taste of blood when it bites! Beef! Beef? But yes, it tastes like cooked meat, cooked meat my! Fuck! Dr. Boubou grilled me squarely in the mouth and I am currently in my taste . Woah. It's special. Say that I had not tasted meat for one atom more than 10 years, and here I am trying to enjoy my meat.
But it does not count for a violation of my vegetarianism extremist, ok there?
* I CONNE am.
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