Day 1648 Extraction time

14th February 2022

IT WASN’T SUPPOSED TO SNOW TODAY! But it did all day.

This was just the start of Valentine’s Day, a lot was happening today.

The main event was a visit to the dentist to have a tooth extracted, not my most favourite experience.

I did a little work in the garage, mainly getting the next dresser ready for Kelli to get started on painting.

My appointment was two fifteen, I had time for lunch, and get ready.

I had to brush the thick covering of snow off the truck which I started to warm up the inside.

The snowstorm obviously was not expected as the roads hadn’t been ploughed or salted, meaning I had to be careful out there.

As I got into the truck the low fuel light was on, bloody typical! now on top of the dental visit I had to worry about running out of fuel.

I decided to take the highway as it is a direct route to the surgery rather than going through town with all the traffic lights.

I got there with about five minutes to spare, I was booked in and waited for the ordeal to start.

The assistant took my blood pressure, it was high, well what do you expect? So I had to wait a short time to take it again, and again, eventually it hit the acceptable numbers, and the procedure started.

With the right side of my face numb the dentist started work.

It was bloody horrible, for a tooth that was supposed to be loose, it put up one hell of a fight.

All sorts of tools were placed in my mouth, there were levers and pointed things, all came into play, I expected him to call for a wedge.

All the time I kept thinking “ Don’t die” as my blood pressure must be sky high by now.

After a bit of drilling it came out, and he dropped it on the tray with a clunk.

He then sealed up my San Andreas crater with a couple of stitches and that was that.

I was cast out into the blizzard with my face frozen with the task of finding a petrol station, and be able to speak coherently.

Fortunately there was one just around the corner, all I had to do was find the entrance.

It was Monday, it was snowing, and everyone in Holland was on the road, I found the way in, parked at an available pump, and went inside to pay( pre pay is the norm here)

I managed to say “Forty on pump 6” and it actually understandable even though I had a gauze pad in my mouth I must have sounded like Marlon Brando.

Then it was back on the highway, and home with the snow still falling.