A Drive in the Country

So yesterday was a little bit of an unexpected delight. 

It being Friday meant that it was my day off from work. I had a dentist appointment booked and had to be at the car rental place by 7:30 to make it on time. Yes, I know – I need to make better life choices and not book appointments so early. But it was for 10 am! I just had to make sure I didn’t get sucked into the living hell that is the 401 during morning rush hour.

I get there on time and get the celebrity treatment that I always get, and have come to expect. They all love me there (and why wouldn’t they really? I’m fabulous). And the one lady actually walked up to me, said “Oh T!” and placed her hands on my cheeks and let out a little sigh. I’m not sure what she was on that early in the morning, but she’s known me since I was two and is one of my favourite people there, so if she wants to give my face a little squish and stare lovingly at me, whatever. Take all the adoring fans you can get!

I got my chip/cavity fixed, sans freezing like a boss and maybe freaked out the new dentist I had a little bit. He was super impressed that I was able to get the cavity filled without freezing, and without jumping from pain or crying.

A few months ago, when I had my regular check up, this dentist told me that there was a little black spot under my root canal that I had last summer. We decided to watch it for a little bit, which is why I took so long to get my chip fixed. But I was told that if there was still a little bit of infection under the tooth, they would just drill under it and get it. Not have to remove the crown and redo the root canal. But yesterday, I was told that if it’s bothering me then the specialist is going to have to rip it all out.

Um, hells to the no.

First of all, this specialist sat down and was like “well one of the problems is that you got this done in South Korea”, and the dentist before him was like praising the craftsmanship on my crown for being so well done. I spent all the pain and money on the root canal once already! It doesn’t hurt when it’s being tapped so I’m just going to wait it out for a little bit and see if there is anything to be worried about. There is just a little bit of random pain around it. So I’m not sure what it is. We shall see.

Since my appointment was much shorter than I was originally expecting, I had lots of time to do other things. I decided that since I was already half way there, I would go and visit my parents. They even made me dinner. It was great. I played with the puppies and had an amazing time. Drove back into the city and went straight to bed.

Have you ever noticed that a nice drive in the country can basically fix the majority of stressful days? It took me about 30 minutes longer to get back home than it normally would since I was stopping so often to take pictures of my amazing surroundings, but whatever. It was worth it.

I have to actually stop myself from taking pictures. Well, taking pictures while I’m driving. There are so many things that I want to take a picture of, but I don’t want to take the steps to actually pull the car over to get them. It’s starting to be a problem. Like there was this one house right on the corner, which has started to fall down. It looks like a tornado fell on top of it. It’s so strange. And I’m pretty sure that the police frown on driving really slow while holding my phone up to the window to take a picture.

But it was such a good idea to go out. Not like I really need to – I’ll be there again on Friday until the end of the month. But the puppy kisses always make everything worth while.


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