
I think she’s feeling at home now.

I think she’s feeling at home now.
Spent three hours at the dentist, getting molds taken and having my problematic molars drilled. Now I’ve got on two temporary crowns.
She gave me two doses of anesthetic on the left, and three on the right. (I have a great dentist. She starts off slowly, frequently asking how I’m doing—at the first flinch she stopped and got more Novacaine.)
On the way home I stopped for ibuprofen for when the happy juice wears off. For now, though, I can’t feel anything at all in my lower jaw.
My mouth is dry. I keep trying to lick my lips, and missing.
Alpha Geek: Push this slider on the left to increase throttle, then tip it to steer left and right or up and down.
Bertha: That’s pretty neat.
Alpha Geek: “Pretty neat?” Look at the level of detail in the graphics!
Bertha: I’m not quite sure what to do with it.
Alpha Geek: Everybody says they’re not sure what to do with it. I don’t understand why people aren’t more impressed that I have a fully-functioning flight simulator on my phone.
Bertha: How do I go faster?
Alpha Geek: Dive.
(On the nearby couch, The Director started giggling.)
Bertha: Wheeee!
Alpha Geek: And it’s a good flight simulator. The physics are very realistic.
Bertha: I just did a loop-the-loop!
Alpha Geek: In a Cessna 172?! How did you do that without crashing?
Bertha: Maybe not completely realistic.
The Director cracked up.