Of Whirlwinds and Dentists

I think it started with the colors on the walls in Jaelene and Scott’s home in Chandler. Unlike our house, where every wall in every room in the house is exactly the same color, the Chandler house has rooms of many colors. None are bland beige, either. All are in vivid color sometimes with different colors on different walls in the same room. It must have somehow inspired Nina. She got home late Saturday evening, contemplated during the day on Sunday while she was recuperating from the long drive. Bright and early Monday morning she began moving furniture. So far major pieces have remained in their original place, but bookcases, chairs, plants, and just about all that isn’t nailed down has moved. Some things have moved three or four times. I’m certain that she still isn’t satisfied … she told me I need to get the ladder out so I can get down some of the items up high on shelves so they can be cleaned and rearranged. So far all the rearrangement is fine with me!

Today also included a visit to the dentist (do a search on ‘dentist’ in the blog and see how much time I’ve spent in a dentist’s chair!). I have a tooth that is giving me a problem. The tooth is on one end of a bridge and he’s attempted to fill a cavity in the tooth before. That has not been sufficient so today he planned to pull the bridge and see what was going on underneath the crown. However, he wasn’t able to get the tooth numb. Everything else went numb … tongue, lip, cheek … but not the area where the tooth is located. He’s a good dentist, young and a year out of dental school, but he’s failed to get this area numb two out of three tries. After a few injections of the anesthetic, I begin to get affected. My heart rate goes up, I get the shakes, and feel a bit nauseous. With that, the work has to stop as he can’t try again with the anesthetic. When he called it quites today, he decided to refer me to an endodontist who specializes in this kind of work. Next Wednesday I’ll be yet again in another dentist chair. How the furniture will end up in the house is far more certain than what will happen in the dentist chair, it seems. And it’s a whole bunch more interesting!