a few months ago my dental pasta was destroyed and i havent had a chance to go to the dentist due to skul constraints and by the time i got free of it i procrastinated. until last night, when i came home from skul and brushing my teeth, a part of my 3rd molar fell off. a signal that i should have it removed. and so i did.
me and mom first went to baclaran to where my sister usu had her cleaning and stuff. her unusual and incomplete sense of direction led us to nowhere. it pissed me off. she always pisses me off. so after the long walk in baclaran, we've decided to go back to the dentist we knew way back from our old house in mia. and shit, it couldnt get any unluckier than this coz the doctor was out. shit talaga. so our last resort is to that dentist in Jaka. we didnt consider it in the first place eventhough its much closer to the village since they charge a whole lot of money for a tooth extraction. we're nearing the clinic when my mom saw a dental clinic at the second floor of a once was a cinema. we went there and inquired. 300 pesos! hmmm thats ok.
and then it was all there. it was my first time to have my tooth extraction since i never had problems with my teeth before except for a few dental plasta and cleaning.
'ang tigas ng ngipin mo..kanina ko pa inuuga ayaw man lang mahila'
and i just smiled. he was cute you know (the dentist). i think he's bi. a proof would be his incling for mtv at the middle of his work. its an immature reason but i still have a gut feeling. and he was good too, he has good hands and most important...a intuitive patient care.
for now i should be content not to smoke for a few days or so. im sure my alveolar macrophages and type II pneumonocytes are rejoicing. having a party at this very instance. well...happy fiesta LUNGS!
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