Friday, March 9, 2012

what healthy looks like...


today was a good day. i had the surprise of fitting in my mid-service medical evaluation while i'm here in phnom penh for other meetings, which i had not planned on.  suffice to say, hello speculum and scale, you arrived months earlier than i imagined!

part of the check up was a trip to the dentist wherein a few funny and some wonderful things happened:

on the wonderful end, my dentist (the doctor!) was a WOMAN and nice, at that.  she was even kind enough to tell me that i spoke khmer clearly, the sweet woman.

on the funny end, she also didn't check my four front teeth, top and bottom, for cavities, because she thought my permanent retainer meant i had plastic teeth.

i only realized this as she finished up, said the word "plastic" and i connected it to her not probing those eight teeth at all.

so here's hoping!

i also learned the khmer phrase for "rinse your mouth" and promptly forgot it, got bit by a nasty little ant as i waited to cross the street on my bicycle, and really wanted to take a picture of myself in the dental chair but didn't know how to do so without looking like a total moron.

"oh yes hello, thank you for suffering my open mouth for twenty minutes, can we pause while i attempt to capture this for posterity and my blog's sake? oh, no? oh, ok then."

it should also be noted i've been in the capital far too often lately (we're talking three weekends in row) and the best part is that this means i've gotten to eat indian food three weekends in a row! i don't care that my stomach punches itself for hours afterward, garlic naan and chicken masala, you are my sweet chariot of saving grace and i love your fiery tastiness burning my tongue back into flavorville.

(the worst part is that i have no money after buying said indian food three weekends in a row.)

in other news, this is the first time i've been anywhere without topher in seven months, and the longest i haven't seen in his face in the same seven months.  and it's weird and sad and strange and i miss his face.

now it's time to go eat some pasta and tell that scale it can suck it even more! speculum has nothing to do with it, so she's staying out of it.

cheers to friday, world!

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