A Trip to the Dentist
The dentist was a white man in his late sixties. He had on a gigantic pair of headphones. I thought it was doing some transcribing. However, after I sat down in the chair I realized that the dentist had a hearing problem. The headphones attached to a mini-speaking pack was used to communicate with people. From my observations, he walked around the office wearing the hearing equipment. The nurse had to yell when relating information to him.
He seemed to know what he was doing. He took an x-ray, dug into my infection after a shot of anesthesia, put some antibiotic on my gun, gave me two antibiotic pills and three ibuprofen, and that was a wrap. He said if the antibiotic didn't cure the infection, I would lose my tooth.
I regret not taking care of my teeth when I was kid. So, my friends, if you don't want to see the dentist, please floss and brush daily!