The teeth are out and the chipmunk is in!



He can add my teeth to his pearl necklace!



After an hour of drilling dental tools and chisels that look like they are better suited for a construction site than my own pearly whites,I am comfortably sitting in a lazy boy chair with my mouth stuffed with tea bags. Yes... tea bags. According to my dentist, the tea bags stop the bleeding faster than cotton balls and also reduce the taste of blood. The procedure was alot less arduous and painful than I had expected, and all thanks to the skillful hands of my doctor and the Supertramp hits blasting from my ipod. For some reason, as my eyes were closed tight and my teeth under deep scrutiny, I kept imagining Dr.Frank-N-Furter bending over me with his 1970s sci-fi dental tools and pink rubbery operation gloves. However, given that this is reality and not a 1970s cult classic, I was spared a great deal of pain thanks to the several injections of a freezing solution into my very tiny mouth. Had this been Dr.Frank-N-Furter,however, he perhaps would have skipped the injections completely and yanked my teeth out with his own enormous golden plyers (and then skip around his laboratory to a musical number as I cry out in thundering pain!).

The worst is over and recovery ensues- sooner than later I hope so that I may FINALLY begin my coffee quest! I shall be on a diet of soup, tea bags, and chocolate flavoured replacement drinks for the rest of the week... yum!

I part you for today as I venture into the masrhy world of semiliquid foods and bloody tea bags. Cheers!