Don't See in Here

April 29, 1999

Wed. evening, 4/26: Oral surgery at 11:00am.  I have to fast from 5:00am on, and I’ll just sleep as late as I can (so I won’t miss my coffee so much).  At 10:00 take the damn antibiotics, and at 10:30 we’ll head in to Worcester.  Jef says he’ll [...]

Oral surgeon:  How are you?
Me, in italics :> :  [tired chuckle] Oh okay I guess, how are you?
[he's fine]  Did you eat or drink before you came here?
No :-)
Did you take 4 antibiotic before you came here?
No–what?  No – nobody told me to.
Because you have heart murmur, you have to take blah blah
I [...]

April 17, 1997

I managed to get my intelligence insulted today, quite broadly and ineptly at that.
This morning I called the dentist’s office and asked what yesterday’s voicemail meant: “Call tomorrow because Dr. W needs to fit the new denture.”  This made no sense, because the new denture will replace two teeth I’m having [...]