newton goes to the dentist

yesterday i was scheduled for a trip to the dentist to have a root canal. turns out i didn’t need the root canal, just some fillings replaced, along with some type of sedative (similar to cloves) placed in the tooth to calm the nerve down. if those teeth quit hurting then in a month the dentist going to replace the fillings with permanent ones and take out the sedative stuff that’s in there. cool.

so that’s the good news: i didn’t need a root canal.

here’s the bad news: i can taste that clove-y sedative. i’m really hoping that i don’t feel like i’m chewing beech nut for the next 4 weeks. i mean, i like cloves as much as the next guy, but i don’t know that i like them THAT MUCH.

on a different note, i’m no sadist, but i was actually a little bit looking forward to the experience of the root canal, just to know what it was like and if it hurt as badly as people said it did. i’m sure i’ll get the chance, but i’m happy that it has to wait for (hopefully) a long time. in fact (and again, i’m no sadist), if it were possible to experience things like falling off the top of a tall building, or being shot, or running a car into a brick wall at 65 mph without getting injured or dying, i’d really like to “do” them, just to know what it feels like.

does that make me crazy, or just curious? here’s one for you: if you could do anything at all, just once with no consequences and no reward (fame, wealth, etc), what would it be?

stew on that, leave me a comment, and pass the beechnut.