Blue Jay at the Dentist

My dentist is a funny guy. In each exam room is a huge picture window with bird feeders outside. Yesterday just as he walked in, the biggest blue jay I’ve ever seen landed on one of the feeders. He was spreading his wings and probably just trying to get some air flow under those feathers. I asked the dentist to wait a second while I grabbed my phone and took a couple of pictures.

The pictures were taken through the window and a good ways away so they aren’t great but he sure was pretty, and for the most part, I don’t even like blue jays.

The dentist is trying to save the tooth that had the bad crown (different dentist), then two root canals (endodontist in San Angelo) and it’s still bothering me. He finally took off the old crown, put on a temporary crown so we could see how that felt, kept it on about a month and today was the re-evaluation day – pull the tooth or put on a permanent crown. I was telling him that while it isn’t perfect, it’s so much better than it was. I can chew on it . . the only time it hurts is if I ash on the outside of it with my finger. He said “Then don’t mash on the outside of it with your finger!” OK . . that should work.

When it got time to work, he asked if I wanted gas. I’ve never used gas at his office before but I said no . . I don’t have dental insurance so I’m already paying for all this I don’t need for it to cost any more than it already does. He said “I don’t charge extra for gas and either you’re going to use it or I’m going to use it so . . do you want gas?” Yep, I guess I do! :