I was at the dentist again. This time to continue complaining about the pain I have near my tooth, and how much it hurts when I drink something cold. They keep on acting mystified about what might be causing it, and having me come back. Dr. Donna told the technician to put some desensitizer on. I looked with amazement as the pulled out a little squeeze bottle of stuff. You mean such a thing has existed all along? I asked if I could get a jug of that to take home. Instead they suggested that I use a "bite splint" while I sleep because the problem might be that I'm chomping and grinding my teeth in the night. A sign of stress. Imagine that.
So when I got home I didn't want to eat anything for fear that it might wear off the magical potion, but I sat down to converse with the boys as they ate their pork chops. I told them about what I had done, and Timmy wanted to know if they put the ultraviolet light on it. I told him that they did, just like when he had his sealants put on.
"Did that hurt?" Jeffrey asked, leaning wide-eyed over his dinner plate.
"No, I mean it might have pinched at my lips a little, but not too much." I replied.
He looked stricken. "Well I just don't get it what about a light could be all violent."
We looked at his worried little face, puzzled by what he meant. Then Timmy grinned with understanding and told his brother: "No dummy, not ultra-VIOLENT, ultra-VIOLET! Like in purple!"
Timmy busted up laughing while Jeff looked relieved yet still somewhat confused.
Poor kid. Now I may never get him to agree to go back to the dentist.