Wednesday, September 6, 2006
I went out to lunch with some pals to a local BBQ place which has great food, and broke a tooth on the pulled pork. I don’t know what happened. I am supposed to review the place for the departmental newsletter but I don’t think I will mention the tooth – I thought there was a bone in the meat but I spit it out and looked at it and there didn’t seem to be anything in there. Found the chip off my tooth. The girls told me I should complain to the manager and get my meal comped but I didn’t want to cause a fuss. Besides, the tooth had been bothering me for a while and I think this was inevitable. I was just procrastinating about going to the dentist after the last horrible experience I had.
Patrick [our maid] recommended a lady dentist named Dr. Pilgrim. She advertises as “the gentle dentist.” I am going to see her tomorrow at 9. I hope she lives up to her ad. I have TMJ and I shudder at the thought of having to open my mouth wide. Last time, at Great Expressions, the rbutal dentist hurt me so bad filling a tooth that I couldn’t open my mouth for a couple of weeks and my jaw hurt for days. The chipped tooth isn’t bothering me too much now, but I am trying to keep my tongue over it so the air doesn’t get to it. The chip took off a good chunk, close to the nerve, so there are little stabs of pain every few minutes.
I went to Kinko’s tonight after
work and copied all the dossier documents [except the missing 171H]. Alesia helped me. There were a LOT of things
to copy, including color copies of the photos, but it only took 30 minutes. I
asked Alesia if she knew what we were copying and she said “Yes! It’s so we can
get Matthew!” – I thought that was pretty smart, since I hadn’t told her. I
want to get the apostilles tomorrow, maybe after I see the dentist. That may
take a while for 20+ documents.
After Kinko’s we headed to Wendy’s to
pick up some dinner. The only thing I figured I could eat was a frosty. I didn’t
want to bite down too hard on the painful tooth. Alesia and I had the following
funny conversation:
Me: What do you want at Wendy’s, a
hamburger?
Alesia: Yes. I want a BIG
hamburger.
Me: OK, a really big hamburger? As
big as your HEAD?!
Alesia: Yes, but don’t order it like that, in the funny voice! They will think you are crazy!