(Diary) I can feel my lips again. You know, going to the dentist as a kid, pre-n

(Diary)
I can feel my lips again.
You know, going to the dentist as a kid, pre-novocain was traumatic. These days, you know, it’s hard to tell the difference between a cleaning and a filling. 😉

And yes, given that it’s now a business captured by women means I can turn the office into a comedy show. 😉

Her: “Hi I’m (name). I’ll be working with you today.”
Me: “Not possible. You’re too pretty to be a doctor.”
Assistant (sorta-friend from Romania): “Well, what should she be then?” (she’s cunning)
Me: “I walked into that one.” 😉

I love science. 😉