Poked and Prodded

Poked and Prodded

There’s nothing like being poked and prodded to make you feel like your getting viejito.

It’s been at least four or five years since the last time I set foot inside of a doctor’s office. Even longer since a dentist had been allowed anywhere near my mouth. Today, I spent more than two hours laying on my back while a small army of dental staff worked on the consequences of not having come in any sooner. There were local anesthetics, numbing gels and needles involved. Did I mention there were also needles involved at my doctor’s office?

Yes, needles. As in plural. At both places.

My arms and mouth are still a little sore, pero ya lo hice, and well that’s all that matters.

I’m going to try and make the lapses of time between my next visits a little shorter.

Try. I am going to try.

Poked and Prodded
Wingham Wildlife Park by Nicki

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