Just a couple of random stories that show my warped sense of humor.
As you know, I work with seniors who have dementia. This week we played a game I call “Gone Hunting”. I drew a bear on a white board and had my peeps shoot him with a Nerf gun.
Right over the bear we have a clock hanging.
Every time they hit it, I said they were killing time. And since they have dementia, it was hilariously funny EVERY TIME!
My other funny story is I’ve been to the dentist today. I’m not a fan. I’ve had some bad ones that really should have been working in a dungeon under a medieval castle. That is saying a lot for me. As a migraine sufferer, I have a very high tolerance for pain…but not in the mouth.
This has lead to years of avoiding the
bastards profession all together. Anyway, I sucked it up because I know that avoiding them is yet another bad health decision on my part. This new dentist doesn’t want me avoiding her for years so for my cleaning she took pity on me and froze me up. I now can’t smile properly…
And my kissy face has lost its sexual appeal…
So if this were the Victorian era I’d probably NEVER see a dentist unless I absolutely had too. If I can be a baby with dentistry with the liberal use of freezing, imagine what I’d be like if dentistry consisted of a blacksmith/farrier with a pair of pliers and a strong set of biceps.