Drooling Jan-O

So after a few test runs Janet finally got her wisdom teeth pulled this week.
She and Eric pulled up at the dentist bright and early for the 8:00 appointment. Then they turned around and went home when they were told that it really wasn’t until 11:00. I guess Janet was just too excited about the upcoming extractions.

I had to go to my personal training session at the gym so afterwards I told Eric that I’d come take over for him sitting in the lobby at the dentists. When having a mouth job like that they require that you have an adult driver in the lobby at all times.

So I entered the waiting room where Eric sat with his cell phone and Steve Martin book (good choice by the way) and he left. About twelve seconds later they came out to announce that Janet was done. I escorted the nurse back and there was Janet. Swelled up, mouth full of gauze, vacuous eyes and blithering aimlessly. I listened to the instructions such as gargle with salt water, no straws etc. and then the wheeled Janet out in a wheel chair to my car.

The real highlight though was when I was going to help her into the house through the snow covered yard but she insisted she could walk….in fact, through her gauze filled mouth she insisted she could run and then she trotted off in extremely slow motion stumbling running steps.

But by yesterday she seemed just fine. Due, in no small part to her the servant we supplied her with from ‘Rent-A-Jen’.