Nasal Snake

Today was the Dental and ENT follow up appointment.

Looks like I am going to be able to buy me some teeth. Of course insurance isn’t going to be paying anything on them as I maxed out the dental insurance way back in February.  Still, it will be nice to have a set of choppers again. I am tired of looking all white trashy meth head style.

I have got to juggle some money around, need to cover the 2 grand and still have a full amount to take on the yearly fishing trip.  Maybe it’s a good thing I got me a MBA, all the financial stuff would discourage a lesser man.

After the Dentist it was on to the ENT appointment, doctor needs to make a payment on the Mercedes.

Over all went well until the end. It seems like Dr Evans needed to check out the base of my tongue. That of course was the initial site that charley chose to occupy.  Pretty easy exam, all he had to do was cram his arm up to the elbow down my throat and poke and jab the innards.

Damn lucky I didn’t puke on him.  Any way, as I recovered from that invasion of my personal space he was hooking up a nasal scope. 

I remember that damn thing, it’s long and slinky, about an eight of an inch in diameter but 18 inches long with a camera built in and it’s intended to be stuck up your nose.  I don’t like anything stuck up my nose, especially when it ends up going down my throat.

As I was gagging and choking the doctor kept admonishing me to breath, “deep breath, through your nose”. Hell of a lot easier said than done.

“Interesting”, that was the way he described it, “your larynx clamped down and sealed off your throat just like it is supposed to do to keep foreign matter out of the lungs.” Well that damn scope is about as foreign as it can be.

Overall it was a pretty good morning, two doctors visits, two new prescriptions, and still had time to get a tire repaired and make it to the office by noon.

Everyday above ground is a good day.

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