My god, somebody knock my teeth out

Ring ring ring.....I just got a email from my mail pick up guy, Port Aransas Business Center if'n you're interested. "Your plates came in yesterday".

Now let me tell ya bout how much sleep I lost last night over them damn plates. I looked at my watch an' it was 2:30 oclock AM. But I am very very glad they have arrived. Now I can transfer my insurance an' be legal.

I showed up at the dentist tooth pull'n place right at 1pm yesterday. The nice lady took me straight into a little room. Asked a few questions. One in particular was "are you allergic to penicillin". Then she went on to have me believe they was gonna give ma a penicillin shot before I left. I made it very clear that was not gonna happen. But it took a full 5 minutes for her to understand I don't do shots. She takes my blood pressure.....holy crap, it's way high. Talk'n bout that shot did that.

In comes the nice dentist doctor. We start talk'n bout grankids while he's mess'n with a pile of tools an' look'n in my mouth. I feeled very comfortable. Then he grabs holt to a big ass needle an' pulls my lip back. That's when I stop him dead in his tracks. This ain't gonna happen this way. You are first gonna put some that deadener stuff on my gums before you stick that big ass needle in my mouth. I don't know what he used, but it was a simple little psssssttt spray. Nurse lady ask me what it taste like. I says "chicken". But it weren't.

Back to talk'n bout grankids, he gives me bout three shots in my gums. Now let me tell ya, I didn't hardly feel a thing.

Now he start scal'n my other teeth. One them super sonic teeth clean'n devices what blows all that plaque to kingdom come. Up under the gums is what hurted the worst. But I endured the time it took him to do a good job. Most time I had that done, it was by a silly young girl what had no compassion for us old folks.

Then he gets a holt to my back tooth with some kind of pliers device. Twists an' turns a bit an' out it comes. Didn't feel a thing. I'm like'n this dentist. He grabs holt to that other tooth. Twists an' turns....the sucker breaks. Ten minutes later I have a empty tooth socket.

It was that easy, nuttin to it.

Then I get back to "da house". Change the wadd'n a few times for the next 2 hours....the bleed'n ain't stop yet. I send Rena to the store. Get me some Advil in case I have pains. Which I didn't. Maybe a little sore, but it don't hurt.

I didn't eat no breakfast, or lunch, before I went to the dentist. I was starv'n slap to death.....an' I cain't eat nuttin yet. Nuttin but liquids. Campbells chicken noodle soup mixed with a can of cream of chicken. Yum boy howdy, that hit the spot.

I take me some more Advil during the evening. Don't feel a thing. Waked up this morn'n....I hurted like hell. But not from my miss'n teeth, it was my back. Them empty teeth places feel no pain at all.

One comment yesterday made my day. Joey has a set of golf clubs. Lots of people don't like golf. They call it cow pasture golf.....stuff like that. But let me tell ya right now, golf is a very competitive an' mind alternating game. You'll find yourself say'n stuff you wouldn't in church. Ya don't just stand there an' hit the ball, ya expertise that hit. You use your mind. When you are stand'n there, get'n ready to swak that little ball, all other things in your life are forgotten. Congratulations Joey, hope you will enjoy golf ball swak'n as much as I do. 

Now I have a few things to do today. Go pick up my plates. Change insurance over. Pick up parking brake shoes. Plus a few other not so important items. That's enough for one day.