The Filling
I see it enter
Lowering into my pried jaws
Little more in girth than a sewing needle
My heart quickens in terror
By command of a masked man
It whirs into action
Suddenly needle feels as tunnel bore
My tooth sure to explode under the pressure
“Open wider”
Commanded as assistant inserts vacuum
Spit flooding the back of throat
I’m likely to drown if the drill doesn’t
get me first
My tongue pleads “no more”
Mindlessly drifting towards the attack
Masked man pushes it away
With a great iron stick
With each squeal of the drilling device
Pain is expected
The freezing untrusted
To give out at the worst possible moment
With the drill removed a breath
I swallow quickly
It’s as a submerged drowner
Breaking the surface with gasps moments
before exploding lungs
And then the metal hook
A pick inserted into the great cavern
I know the nerves live there
I expect a piercing and yanking of a
skewered pulpy mass
The pain never comes
The freeze has worked… this time
I’ve survived the attack
And curse every piece of food and drink
that brought me to this masked man’s chair
SATURDAY/SUNDAY…
--- Working alone this block. Alone in CPSIC on a weekend isn’t a bad
thing. Not overly busy. Quiet office.
MONDAY…
--- Pizza picked up on the way to
work. There’s enough to do but not so
much that I’m overrun tonight. Get the
majority of the main stuff clued up by 1:00 AM or so.
TUESDAY…
--- Not far off last night work wise. Close to the same. So overall a decent block alone.
WEDNESDAY…
--- Up too early. Only about four hours sleep. To the dentist for some work on a
filing. The dentist has actually become
my biggest fear over the last few years.
My teeth don’t freeze well. Last
time I had fillings they had to freeze me three or four times during the
procedure. This time, they used the
freezing agent normally set aside for root canals. And the majority of the time my heart was
beating pretty hard as I constantly expected the next second of drilling would
cause excruciating pain. Plus I’m
constantly wanting to swallow while they work.
And I fear I’ll give in to the urge and do it just at a vital second…
causing the drill to carve a hole in my tongue.
--- After the horrors of dentistry, I’m off
to Mazda. The old lease is up and good
ol’ silver Mazda 3 is getting turned in… for brand new red Mazda 3. It’s the first time I have some sadness
switching cars. To see the silver one
left in the lot, no longer there to take me around… gave me pause. But the new one is nice. More perks than the old and a lower lease
payment per month to boot.
THURSDAY…
--- Do a walk and some yard work. Fairly quiet day.
FRIDAY…
--- A long walk today. Out for about an hour and a half. Also run to the bank and drug store, little
trip to the liquor store. And I slept
well last night. First eight hour night
in a long time.
--- The robins appear to have nested next
door this year. I think they’ve taken
over a cedar bush in Harley’s backyard.
Nice to see the pair around (not that it’s the same pair as last year
but very similar actions). But I feel a
little left out. Was sort of hoping for
another BBQ invasion.
--- Supper out with Jennifer. I think it’s the first time I’ve gotten
together with her that Karl hasn’t come up in conversation. Not that he was far from mind. Fish tacos are a tasty meal I haven’t had in
several years.
--- Montreal vs. Tampa hockey round out the
night. Goes to double overtime and is a
pretty good game. But the wrong team
wins. Not sure if Montreal will be able
to put together enough offence against this team.
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