Who woulda guessed?

Okay, for everyone who is on the edge of their seats, my dentist appointment was fine.

Very quick, painful last night, but so much better today.

Here was the one biggest piece of bullshit acquired at the dentist yesterday:

The guy who was cutting my gums apart, remarked about what a good job the other dentist (from his same office) did on my root canal. Then later, Cutting Guy says “you know, I fell asleep when Dr. Good Dentist did my root canal”. Now even though I was under the knife I managed a huge “NO WAY” through sounds and hand movements.

Right, I’m so sure you fell asleep during a root canal. COME ON MR. CUTTING GUY. I mean, he was very gentle, but please, its hard to ignore the sound of metal scraping bone in your own head.

The thing that’s sort of weird, neat about today, is that I did get surgery, I have creepy stitches hanging out of my teeth, and pieces of pain here and there, but generally, I’m not hurting at all.

But I do feel very quiet. And gentle. I can’t move very quickly, I’m walking slowly. I can’t make my usual facial expressions, which is hard for me, cause I always make faces, thats how I get my point across.

So I’m totally Ram Dassing it. I’m enjoying the “slowness”. I usually hate slow-walking people, today I’m loving it. I’m not usually a quiet person, today it feels lovely. The simple act of putting on my hat felt so warm and cozy. I sat outside at lunch, in the sunshine, and just sat there, closed my eyes, felt the warm sun and my warm hat. If I have to wait for the light cause it JUST changed, so be it. If people have to walk past me cause they’re going faster, so be it, if I have to pick what I laugh outloud at, it feels good.

Huh, slow does not mean worse, or wasting time, slow can mean calm and gentle and delicious.