am I that transparent?

images from Matthew Cox via WTF

I haven't had an x-ray since I broke my arm playing netball that time in grade five. Oh and those mouth x-rays that have revealed what I already knew... my molars are less than average and aside from munching food are making it their personal business to devour themselves - sneaky little maxillary mutineers!


My x-rays despite revealing cracks and decay where I would rather they not be, were fairly standard, run-of-the-mill, stick it up on a light board and deliver the diagnosis kind of x-rays. Now that I have seen these 'haberdashery meets hospital' arty numbers, I have got to admit, I feel a little ripped off. Perhaps I would have dealt with the news that I needed a root canal, a little better, if my teeth were sprouting embroidered daisies? Surely, if I'm paying that much for someone to dig a hole in my tooth and then fill it up again, the least they could do is sugar-coat the news... actually, sugar-coating could be what got me into this mess. 
Oh, heck, you know what I mean.

What I am getting at is that I think this Matthew Cox guy is a clever duck and I might give his details to my dentist so he can make the news of impending dental work a little less bleak for the next person.


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