Ok, some of ya'll know my story....
Stage III , walked the skinny fence...laughed at the guy in the dark robe holding the long sickle...... faced it, jumped off on the greener side.
But living with the consequences, loss of some functions.... still living with it.
And you can laugh if you want, but....... well, the intense radiation I went through caused degeneration of the bones, and left side of my face is numb, the radiation caused fillings to fall out of my teeth over the last two years, and I have yet to go to the dentist.
Yeah... they numb you up, and drill away, and bingo, new smile and you can chew again.
However, I have had bad experiences with military dental practitioners.
And sometimes I have crappy reactions to the numbing agents they use causing my heart rate to go haywire....
Also, if I cannot swallow I freak out, guess what happens with the numbing agent that squirts in your throat? yup... numbs your throat muscles.... and now, with my surgery for cancer (12 inch incision from ear to thorax) I have trouble swallowing.
Add that to the possibility of numbing agent in my throat...sigh....
I have finally faced the fact I need my missing fillings filled... and i'm putting my big boy panties on tomorrow.
Really, I can take a gun pointed into my face.... I can take people 200 yards away shooting at me, I can take scuds falling all around the compound I am in.... I can take a volcano erupting and earthquakes with ash fallout covering everything around... but going to the dentist?
It terrifies me..... safe environment.... friendly people... nice atmosphere... buxom nurses.....still... I feel like I am having a heart attack....
ROFL.... if i'm alive after tomorrow...(and this one is just the preliminary).
I'm riding the savage.... just in case I never get to ride it again.

When they get you in the chair, let them know that all they're getting is your name, rank, and serial number. Maybe they'll go easy on you.

Pffffffft!!!...  That can't stop you, Ol'Rider...

Bugs beware,...
Ol'Rider coming, with a bigger smile than ever...  ...

Fears of the body crapping out by slow degrees -- yep, I think we all have them.

Every time we get together I notice the year has again been rolling by on each of us, and we have been doing it long enough for the hair to go from colored to white now.

Except for MM that is -- which brings up a question we won't ask (as I used to but I quit when I decided to act my age).

< ha >

Zeb said an insightful thing on the way back from the hospital, I think it was the drugs talking mostly, but it was insightful.

"You know, somebody looks at you and they make a mental picture about who you are --- and it's so wrong."

I think Zeb was making a comment about who I am on the inside, which is about 25 years old and really not all that happy being trapped inside this fat old slowly failing body.

I hate military dentist. Any military medial really. I was Navy at NS Mayport. Just noticed you were in panhandle.

Ultimafuego wrote on 10/08/15 at 12:22:22:


Yeah, retired Air Force, was stationed at Eglin AFB early in my career, met my wife, and returned from Clark AFB Philippines to Hurlburt Field AFB (because the wife missed her family and I missed the atmosphere) and retired back in 2001.

We moved away and came back twice..... the wife said "enough moving"... so we are here for awhile (been 8yrs now), until we find our "retirement house".

Or if we an even afford it now.... LOL... I keep telling her we need to sell our house and buy an RV.... rent two units, one up north and one down south.... and do od jobs at each location for our " getting around money".

Travel north in nice weather, and south when it gets cold.... we call them "snow birds"... I want to be one

Dave wrote on 10/08/15 at 12:25:32:


Dentists ride Ducati   . Good luck. I spent time last year having my first root canal. Took 3 dentists , well 2 "dentists" and 1 Dentist to get it right. Horrifying.

Dave wrote on 10/08/15 at 12:50:34:

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Now that would be a sweet gig! One day, one day ...