the dentist ...

One of the things that I hate more than anything else in life
is to go to the dentist ...
there just have been too many hassles
too many scarey incidents
and too many men who think that they don't need to listen when you try and tell them that you are allergic to latex ...

but
part of my latest journey
requires that all dental care be up to date
and that I go into the transplant
with a healthy clean mouth
with little chance of infection ...
because once the big old dose of chemo hits
there is no going back ...

today I met with a dentist with a sense of humour
who deals only with medically compromised patients
specifically with cancer patients and more importantly
she deals with meloma patients and has presented papers and delivered talks at conferences
she knows what to do and what is required ...

and she took me on as a patient
knowing that the time is ticking on the clock until the big day of transplant ...
I have an appointment next week for 2 and one half hours ...
three extractions of broken teeth and one root canal ...
can you say ouch ....

but healing time is of the essence ............
and it is only one step at a time right ........???????