Hobbits and Tooth Decay
Frodo leaned back under the root of the tree, his face turning pale and empty as his heart beat just went from racing to almost stopped. He was frozen in fear contemplating whether or not he should put on the ring of power. The Nosgould steps off his horse, leans over the exposed root of the tree, almost falling right into Frodo’s lap when suddenly…
My whole body tenses up and I grip the handle of the dentist’s chair. My dentist just pushed some fabric material between my gums and tooth, on which she is preparing a crown. She just kept jamming that stuff down like she was trying to make it touch my jaw bone where the tooth is connected at the root. The pain is not unbearable (since I had Novocaine) but was certainly aggravating. I wince and then remember, “I am watching Lord of the Rings at the Dentist, how bad can this really be?”
So what did I do? I considered this various trial all joy as it shined the light on my fortunate situation. It made me think, “what if a hobbit experienced tooth decay?” “Would he get Novocaine? Would he get to watch his biography on a Samsung LCD with noise cancelling headphones?” Probably not. So I gripped the handle of the chair, let the dentist have her way and focused on the generous diversion that was so graciously lavished upon me.
Thank you Lord of the Rings and Oasis Dentistry for making my tooth decay as painless as possible.
What in convenience makes your life better that you are grateful for?
