Rob and the Dentist

So here's what happens when one shirks their duty and responsibility and good judgement to have timely check-ups and cleanings and finds themselves in need of a dreaded...."Deep Cleaning", because of the comments of two or three friends who suggested that you might want to get a pack of gum because your breathe was not as sweet as they remembered it, and you have that "0h No" moment, specifically, "0h Lord, Please Don't Tell Me I Have Bad Breathe!!!" But the look on their face confirms it and you head for the nearest phone and call your dentist for a cleaning that afternoon, who says, "Hey, good to hear from you, it's been quite a while. Gee, I'm so sorry but we're booked solid for the next two weeks. How about three weeks from Friday?" And you wonder how this could have happened to you...YOU, but immediately go to the closest news stand and purchase TWO packs of gum. And now finally you're sitting there in THAT chair following x-rays and are informed that a mere cleaning won't do, and asked if you know that serious pockets of bacteria had built up and we're causing the gums to be infected and by the way, the breathe needed some serious rehab, and that an immediate deep cleaning was in order so they could go way under the gums (hence Deep Cleaning) to scrape and flush all the bad stuff away, and it just so happened that I was in tremendous luck because  the Hygenist, gum specialist had just finished with her previous patient and was available to do the deep procedure right away, and you take one look and are prompted to ask, "So what is that long, very sharp looking thing in her hand...and what ...and...and... ...arrgghhh!!

Rob and The Dentist
Rob and The Dentist
Rob and The Dentist

Rob and The Dentist

Rob and The Dentist