Like time The Maven landed on her keister while treating a patient…
Oh yes She did…
Now, if you’ve never had the pleasure of having a crown cemented you should know that once the crown is in place, the patient needs to bite down tightly on that area while the cement hardens. It’s at this point where our story begins…
Our patient was lying flat, biting down on a cotton roll which was jutting out of the side of his mouth. Through clenched teeth he asked The Maven to clarify something on his x-ray. The Maven got up from her chair to point to the area in question on the computer screen and in-so-doing, The Mavens chair silently, surreptitiously rolled away...
After the x-ray explanation The Maven stepped back with the intention of re-seating Herself. Only, the chair was about a foot behind The Mavens intended landing site. And--- down--- She---went…
There was a certain point when an awareness came over The Maven that the chair was not in its proper place. Unfortunately, that moment of realization occurred at the point of no return. A slave to fashion, The Maven’s heels were a major factor in balance control and it was evident this would be a non-recoverable dive. All that was left was to preserve what little dignity could be wrested from the situation as well as land in such a position as to, um, er, decrease visibility? Shall we say?
The fall itself wasn’t really a:
It was more of a:
"we'll be in the Hudson..."
Kind of a controlled crash.
The patient, with his head torqued awkwardly behind him and sounding slightly panicked through cotton roll clenched teeth beseeched The Maven to let him know She’s okay. (Let’s stop here and say that this patient was the consummate gentleman. I don’t think I could’ve kept from busting a gut if I’d been in his shoes.) Stunned and slightly mortified The Maven was okay and made great haste to get to Her feet. The rest of the appointment being (praise GOD) uneventful.
When the patient left, The Maven and Her assistant retreated to the staff lounge and indulged in one of those eye watering laugh fests that leaves your abdominals sore and your body weak. You know the kind. The ones where you think you’re done laughing and then you look at the other person and suddenly, without warning the paroxysms of laughter grip you again. Yup. We did that. For about 7 more hours.
Ah hahahhahahahaaa! I would have made sure you were alright before laughing.
ReplyDeleteDearest MAVE : If your Keister ever requires Professional ATTENTION....well,.....Muhuhaahahahahaaa !!
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ReplyDeletefunny and witty post!
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enjoy!
Captain: such a Canadian gentleman, you are.
ReplyDeleteHeff: appreciate the offer, but The Maven's got this one covered...
Jingle: why, thank you. and welcome to The Dental Maven Blog.
Yeah, I remember my first beer.
ReplyDeleteToo funny!
ReplyDeleteBT: don't know about the South, but up here we have laws concerning drinking while drilling.
ReplyDeleteLawyer Mom: yup, we can still get a good guffaw goin' over this episode.
Oh, the horrors!
ReplyDeleteEveryone does that stuff. But most people don't admit it on the world wide web.
The Mother: Really? I think this is pretty tame compared to what I read on other blog spots. And it's one of the perks to being the anonymous Dental Maven! ;)
ReplyDeleteHilarious! You have to admit it was worth it though to get a full day of laughter. I'm going to my dentist today, she also wears fabulous shoes. I'll be keeping an eye on her chair!
ReplyDeleteTo the Dental Maven - It obviously didn't stop you though. Ha
ReplyDeleteStiletto: The Maven's office is typically filled with laughter, but I gotta admit, that day was quite special...
ReplyDeleteBT: let's not get mired down in details, shall we?
I would love you to be my dentist. i'm just not sure the feeling would be mutual. You see I had 12 root canals in my life. Yes, 12 I have terrible enamel and that is just that. I floss everyday now have for over 20 years.
ReplyDeleteYou can imagine now why I hate going. However, that reminds me, i need to get my teeth cleaned pronto.
Maven down. Score one for the patient. You know that somewhere that guy is telling a room full of his drunken friends that story. But in his version he definitely saw whatever it was you were trying to hide.
ReplyDeleteMy dental hygenist in training had many occasions to laugh at me, but never gave me one like that to laugh back. Mainly 'cuz she knew I wouldn't (my typical reaction is to inquire if you're okay and help you up; years of habit. Now, a guy doing that...I'm on the floor, LMAO). Now, if she had taken the rinsing implement and sprayed herself, instead of where it was meant to spray...THAT would have made me incapable of further treatment for a few minutes ;)
ReplyDeleteBern: someone with your personality would most definitely fit into our practice...you're welcome here any time.
ReplyDeleteCandy: that may be true...and I'm glad I'm not there to hear it! LOL!
Skunk: You are absolutely the gentleman I had you pegged for. And, never accidentally sprayed myself with the air/water syringe, but I've certainly had other amusing mishaps with it.
The trick is to look as if you meant it and it served some professional purpose.
ReplyDeleteAdmittedly difficult in the context. But - hey - you're a maven.
Rabbit: Alas, but only a Dental Maven. Magician Maven---not so much.
ReplyDeleteAre you sure the patient didn't move the chair with his foot? Crowns aren't a lot of fun, after all.
ReplyDeleteIf I sat in your chair, would you do that on purpose again?
ReplyDeleteDrink when you drill ? That's my specialty !
ReplyDeleteHPH: Why, that would be most unbecoming of a gentleman, now wouldn't it?
ReplyDeleteBT: Y'never know....
Heff: Who knew? I'll have to start referring patients to you for your, er, specialty care.
Smile when you think of me, my body's gone thats all.
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