Unable to swallow the lump in my throat, I slowly gulp down a bottle of water, by my bed side. The pain in my mouth has woken up – the otherwise – lazy bloke. The thought of getting on a chair – at the dentist – gives me the goosebumps, however, the agony leaves me no choice. I pick up my blackberry and reluctantly make the call.
“Yes, you can come down in 30 minutes. We’ll take an X-ray.”
An X-ray doesn’t sound so bad? With that consolation in mind, I grab my gear and head to the clinic. The drive down to the clinic is full of nervous, spine tingling thoughts.
What if its a root canal? No. It wont be. God can’t do this to me. After all, I didn’t do anything bad this year. God, please, let it be a filling. Yes. A filling.
And the sinking feeling takes over.
I shouldn’t have cheated on my girlfriend. It must be her, cursing me. It’s all coming back to me. How stupid of me. I should’ve been faithful. Damn those feelings.
Some more remorse.
I shouldn’t have stolen those shirts from Tommy. And for those making judgements on that last one – go back to church where you belong.
Others, continue.
Watch it, twin eyes. Who gave you the car, any ways?
I shouldn’t have cursed the guy who cut me off. Damn. This will be a filling in the near future.
The clinic is finally here, I take my time to find a parking. Going around the block, missing several perfectly good spots, all in denial.
Maybe if I call my girlfriend and apologize, the pain will go away. Damn. Why can’t life be like that.
Moving along.
I walk in and meet the doctor. Give him the lowdown. He walks me over to the X-ray machine as promised. A sigh of relief.
The doc walks over with the X-ray in hand, settles me down, and hands over the verdict.
“It looks like a root canal, we’ll have to put you on medication for 3 days, to subside the swelling.”
As the words sink in I feel elated, relaxed, and my face – finally – starts to animate expressions of relief. Sigh.
My blackberry rings. I pull it out of my pocket, to see my dear friend on the line.
“Hello.”
-”Hello.”
-”Buddy, I forgive you for eating that last piece of chocolate truffle, the other day, at the party.”
hahaha omg..brilliant..simply brilliant..life is strange…
Haha!!! Very nicely done!
oye root ke naal oye! o kya lika ae paji!
The inane thoughts that triggered following a painful debacle.
Check out the original at http://www.cockybox.com/2009/05/root-canal.html
nice! i like the subtle way u take it to your life experience…it wud be even more interesting if there was a bigger picture…otherwise there’s no reason why anyone shud read the posts…if u want people to notice you..try linking your stories to more generic topics..now dont ask me how! try it out…hope this comment helps otherwise trash it out the window ….ciao!
Thanks Georgia. For all those meaningful posts, do see Voting Blues and IPL Twister or even Nanao.
Keep coming back for more. Cheers
With visuals running in my head, i simply love da style. Wanna make some keeda stuff ?