Today I took Kendra to the dentist.
It was like pulling teeth to get her in the car.
Make that two (+ 4 fillings.)
I told her that if she cooperated I would take her to Target to buy Guitar Hero.
Without hesitation she smiled and said, "Deal!"
Funny how that works.
After the dissipation of funny gas and jabbing needles I was feeling a bit woozy.
I kept telling myself , I am a nurse and have seen far worse.
If a major vein suddenly burst I could sew up a flawless surgical stitch with some floss, thanks to my extern days at Greenbaum Plastic Surgery Center.
Getting in that hot car had never felt so good.
I decided to phone the Office of Mr. Patterson to tell him the good fortune.
I usually call his mobile but sometimes it is fun to call the office.
In a super sweet yet serious voice,
"Hello, this is Mrs. Patterson can I speak with Mr. Patterson, the boss, pleeeease..."
