Talking With My Dentist

While the suction hook was hanging in my mouth my dentist—who is a very nice friendly fellow—said, “So, how are things going at the church?”

I couldn’t speak very well. But I managed to say, “Aghrr uughh ehh ohhhh zzzhhh”

He nodded his head knowingly and said, “Isn’t that the truth!”

And we continued talking in that manner throughout my cleaning and check-up.

At one point, following a totally garbled comment from me—I had three instruments in my mouth at the time—he laughed, shaking his head and said, “Yep. We have exactly the same issue at our church every year around Easter.” He was laughing so hard he had to set down one of the instruments in order to readjust his glasses.

I do not know how he could interpret what I was saying but his responses seemed to indicate at some level he was understanding what I was saying.

As I was leaving his office he shook my hand and said, “Always good to catch up with you, Dan.”

I said, “I feel the same way, Dr. Bob.”