Well a couple of days go by, the appointment is made. And yes it was for two thirty. Our illustrious band manager and angel from heaven Anne Tropeano had found a wonderful dentist at this place just outside of Denver, CO that coincidently happened to have an opening right about the time we would be rollin’ through town. All right Its my day off, go in for a quick visit to get a new filling put in and I’ll be on my way EEEEEAHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Sorry Charley. Do to certain complications yada yada yada… BAM !! I need a $600. root canal and THEY, oh yes THEY, have the time. Oh here comes that sweet strawberry colored bubble gum flavored gel on a cotton swab. And Holy Sheep Sh!t look at the size of that needle. “Open wide please” Oh my God this can’t be happening to me right now. I have shows to play, I have a girlfriend back home, Please God why me, why now.
AAHOOOOOHHYYEAHH. It doesn’t hurt really as bad as it could because of the gel but, I can definitely feel the sensation of that super sharp hypodermic needle sliding into the soft flesh in the back of my mouth between my top and bottom back teeth. Oh thank God that parts over with. Only an hour and a half left to go. Heck yeah let’s do this, bring it on…NOT! For the next eternity I had to endure the drill with the high pitch WHEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee feeling the weight of the doctors arm pushing, drilling, WHEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. “Suction” WHEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeee “Rinse” OH GOD! Meanwhile Anne is sitting there with me patting my foot…”your doing great” she says as my knuckles are ghost white from clinching the armrest with a kung fu grip. Then came the grinder. If you don’t know what the grinder is, it’s the same as the drill with a different head like a grinding wheel. GHGHHGHGGHGGGHHGHGHHGGGHHGHHH! My vision is blurred (like when you put your head on the car window when you’re a kid in the back seat with mom driving down the road) from the force and pressure of the grind, grind, grind. Then they have to use these little files and stick it way down into the freshly created hole and continue to manually bore it out. Only one problem… I felt that. I jerked in the seat and was politely asked to not jump or make sudden movements because the dentist had very sharp objects in my mouth. Oh yeah, like I could of controlled THAT. It happened again. “OK we’ll take care of that” OH NO NOT THE NEEDLE AGAIN. This time penetrating the gums one on the inside, one on the out side. More drilling, more filing. “Rinse”, “Suction” I still felt it. Am I in Hell? All I did was eat a stinKING PIECE OF CANDY !!! “OK I’m really going to put an end to this” .This time the needle gets me in the top, in the bottom, on the sides over and over again. Now my mouth and lips feel like a balloon, I’m surprised my face doesn’t float away. Finally they stop. It was a good thing to because I was shaking the building from my chair. Thank God. It’s over with. EHHHHH ! SUCCERRRRRRRRR! It was truly only a break. Back into my mouth they dive and….well you get the picture. I did make it through though, and now I have to make an appointment to get it crowned when I get home, I love the dentist.
Well that’s it. That’s my story. Well, what am I gonna do now? I think I’ll go have another sour jawbreaker. That should be OK. As long as I don’t try to bite it,… right?