Right… so some of you have been asking why I was so excited about my dentist appointment this morning. If you could see me now… well, I’m beaming.
I mean, what sane person is actually happy to go to the dentist?
I ran there and back in the snow with a 15-pound pack (~18k), fuelled by an egg and a tomato, right after swim practice. That was fun too.
But remember my whacked-up trigeminal nerve (third-branch). All hygienists are not equal … and there is one in Ottawa that can navigate my nerve-damaged face without killing me… thank goodness! And this, dear folks, made my day. Oh heck, my month & my year too. SMILE for that!!!
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Oh, and FTR ... unfortunately it is possible to be both arrogant and shy at the same time. Borderline (?) and painfully.
