Today was the first time I ever had a dental visit conclude with the doctor recommending that I double check my teeth before going out in public to be sure they weren’t coated with blood. She thought that might not be the impression I’d like to make.

Mind you, this brutal pummeling of my teeth was not some sort of oral surgery. It was just a cleaning. The first part of a cleaning.

Still, it’s worth remembering that there are other physical ailments that would be far more daunting.

My teeth might hurt, but at least I’m not that guy.

(Due credit: the image comes from a fantastic Website that I found thanks to a post on a favorite blog.)

(Posted simultaneously to “Drilling Holes in the Wall.”)