Dentists, Vaccinations, and Writing
Bonjour, mes amis! How are you doing today? I hope you're having a good Wednesday. I am, more or less, though I may not feeling that in a few hours, when this goes up and I share it with all of you.
So last week I mentioned going to the dentist (I think, I actually don't remember whether I mentioned that was the reason I'd be gone). As many of you, I have a good deal of fear when it comes to dentists. My parents, wanting their children to have healthy teeth and not wanting to go broke from gaining that health, took my siblings and me to a dentist who learned his craft in the 70s (probably, a rough guesstimate) and never progressed past that. Now, the dentist was a nice guy, but going to him was terrifying. Y'all ever see Little Shop of Horrors? Our dentist had many of the dental practices of the Dentist, but none of the sadism.
To explain, there were many times he'd give several shots in the mouth, test if they'd gone into effect (they hadn't) and just start work after waiting a minute or so. Still, the mouth would not be numb. I don't remember whether he removed any of my teeth without fully deadening my mouth (probably, but I don't remember the pain), but I do remember that Dad often took us (siblings and me) for Whataburger after we had to get a tooth pulled and he'd buy us big milkshakes. Whataburger shakes are so thick they're basically ice cream, so we'd end up eating the shake while using the straw as a spoon. The shakes probably dulled any trauma we suffered.
Anyway, after I got my wisdom teeth removed I more or less dodged the dentist as much as I was able until... May 19, 2021. I don't know that I had a serious check up, cleaning, and treatment between 2008 and 2021, but I may've and just not remembered. Regardless, it'd been a while since I'd been to a dentist and I was terrified of going in.
Surprisingly, my appointment was painless. Dentistry has come a very long way since the 1970s, that's for sure. After I left the dentist, they started calling and texting me, trying to get me back in to do some fitting or other. Now, I didn't need fillings and my mouth was healthy, so I kept telling them no. They alternated between texting and calling, so the last time they called I told them that, should they call me again unless it's to confirm an appointment I made, I would take my business elsewhere.
The woman on the phone paused a moment and then asked, "Are you related to [mother-in-law's name]?"
"That's my mother-in-law," I said.
"Okay, we won't call you again."
So that was an interesting experience. I don't intend to go back to the dentist for a year, but at least my fear is somewhat quelled now.
From dentists to needles. I get my second dose of Pfizer at 10:40 this morning, so I'll already have it by the time you're reading this. I'm hopeful I won't have any bad side effects, but I'd rather have that shot than stay in my greater risk state. After all, I do eventually want to see my family and friends again. I'll probably update on Twitter or Facebook about any side effects, but if you hear nothing, assume I'm playing Pokemon and helping the Galar region with the endangered Mimikyu population.
If I'm not playing Pokemon, I'll be doing more on Derelict Paradise, nailing down the ending, and adding in some scenes I skipped over in favor of finishing the book. And, yes, trying to edit and make it as good as I can. Apparently my way of writing kind of doesn't work for most editor's schedules, though, so either I need to make friends with an editor with more slots or adjust my way of writing so I have a rotating manuscript system.
Thinking I'll do videos soon, by the way, I'm still brain storming what sort of content I'd want to create, though. But now you know what's going on in the world of M. this week! Hope you all have a wonderful week and I'll see y'all next week!