When it hurts on a Thursday

my day was, whether I liked it or not, very much focused on a single event:
'at the dentist'
It has been so consuming for the whole family apparently that when I got home finally, after a day's work and an enhancing experience while sitting with my mouth wide open for a bit over an hour, Jen almost immediately fell asleep on the sofa.

The story from the dentist is worth a mention here, so I will not robe myself from the please of sharing it with all those who would bother to read.
(see March 17 entry for the beginning) so here goes today:
A follow up on root-canal treatment. The fun really just began today. I have been told that I done very well handling the pain so I almost said 'I do this for a hobby you know'.Which would have been a false statement of course. Naturally it is a matter of perspective. Mine is that this is not my hobby. The irony is that going to the dentist here is practically free compare to what one should pay in the UK. whatever you pay here, the islands between us and the US one would pay 4 to 7 times more. Depends on the circumstances, or how well one handles the pain. I don't know. But theoretically it could be a cheap hobby ( as opposed to archery, mountaineering, etc)

Had a bit more pleasant conversation this time. well, actually, we didn't have much of a dialogue, it was straight down to business but at least I couldn't day anything offending about the snow.
At some point they lost something. They spent quite a bit of time looking for it, even on the floor. That was interesting, my jaw dropped! Or wanted to but my mouth was already wide open and at the time I couldn't have closed it to drop my jaw because the doctor kept her hand in so I wont close it even by accident. A sensational feeling. I closed my eyes and wondered if I was in a makeshift back alley dentist somewhere in Peshawar. Wondered if they would replace the missing instrument with a hammer. fortunately they found it so I never came to find out.

My favorite part was receiving the anesthetic direct to the nerve system of the root. I have anticipated some serious stuff. The nurse put her hand on my shoulder in support. Quite firmly, should I jump. Tobi sat on my legs on the doctor's instruction. He picked up some instrument from the floor to chew on. I don't think he would have been much use to hold me down but fortunately i was pleasantly surprised, the pain... well, I lived to tell the tale. such an anti-climax.

I promised to tell about the school experience I had on Tuesday but I forgot what I wanted to tell. All I can remember that Tobi didn't need to come to keep me at check. (which saved a lot on the invisibility cloak-see entry from Tue or Wed last week) He would have found out sooner or later anyway and then ... Accident and Emergency... So I controlled myself....
I remember now! Context isn't so important. Theorist's ideas presented by teacher. Question flies wondering how on earth could this be implemented. As if the theory was total madness. By that time I already devised a system in my head how to do it building on the existing infrastructure and resources of secondary education system. What I am trying to say is that I am really really clever!

Lili told me to brush my teeth properly.