View from Convento de Cristo once a Templar stronghold

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Do you remember the film "Brazil"?  Do you remember the final dream/fantasy scene where the main character is actually being tortured, his mouth forced into a horrible grimace by some sort of sadistic dental apparatus?  I just came from that.   But in my case, fortunately, I felt no pain and my fantasy wasn't about the lovely countryside but the cute baby dentist who works on my teeth.  I had the second of a gazillion appointments to replace my old fillings.  The doctor shot me up with local anesthesia and then told me to rinse and spit.  Have you ever tried to rinse and spit when you can't feel anything below your nose?  From one side of my mouth I drooled, from the other I shot a spray into the air that hit the wall.  Amazing how much wall I got wet with one little mouthful.  After 30 minutes or so they were done but the lower left part of my face stayed numb for about 30 minutes.  When I looked in the mirror I looked like I'd had Botox!  Half of me looked ten years younger than the other.  Of course I could only smile with half my mouth too but you can't have everything.  May have to consider this a little further....  xxoo me

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