Walk With ME
Hello, friends. I have a story to tell ya. It's nice outside.....wanna walk with me? Well, me and the Dale and the Dogs.
So the other day, I had a dream about my dentist. In real life am so scared to tell the dentist that I am ready to get my bottom wisdom teeth out because I don't think he will give me any gas to sooth my nerves. I am scared he is going to suggest that I "tough it out." In my dream, when I asked him about the gas, he said "sure Sarah. We will give you the gas and make you as comfortable as possible."
And then, he put the little gas mask over my nose and gave me a shoulder massage.
Yes, a shoulder massage.
After that, I was placed in a chair that moves around to make you feel like you are floating.
When the floating chair was finished, he and his hygienist escorted me to a bedroom located in the basement of his practice. They told me to get in the warm and comfy bed. It had crisp white sheets and a fluffy down comforter. The pillows were just right and there was an electric blanket under the sheets that was set to the perfect temperature.
Once I was in the bed, sung as a bug, The dentist hopped in and spooned me until I fell asleep - at which point he pulled my wisdom teeth.
I didn't feel a thing.
Why couldn't the real thing be like the dream? Well, I could have done without the spooning but everything else would be great!
uh-oh. Another dog has dared to enter the area and my dogs ain't having it. We better go home.