On Nitrous Oxide

A Quirky Little Ditty While Written in a Dentist's Chair Under Nitrous Oxide During a Root Canal

I am under the grips of nitrous oxide, to make me less conscious of the pain of all of the
endodontist's drilling and poking. Lorinda is assisting. The dentist is great. You are my friend,
you increased my nitrous!

Being sober makes me a tough Ninja.

I write because I have to.
I love, therefore I am.
I am, therefore I write....I write of Love.

I am going through another phase of a mid-life crisis.
Bummer. But. I have a Higher Power, who is God.

OOPS!! NINJA BIONIC RECOVERY PERSON. BEWARE: Facebook material is being generated.
I am not crazy. I am normal and honest....just breathing nitrous oxide.

Good good good. Hyperventilating. Ninja wants more. Up to all expaniousness. Slow drill.

Dr. Stuart is good! I am in her hands. She says I have a calcified tooth.
Which is good, the body is trying to help itself.

Lights...no pain, Flashing strobe light. Stuart is very gentle. I'm doing a somesault. This working!
Do not forget me. The trays are here. Ninja's are good. Nitrous is good!

Christmas shopping, no way! The nitrous is working! The nitrous is now working! I feel like
beginning a novel. Dentist is gone. Dana is here. We done? Is anyone there?

(Something) Brooklyn is the heroine. I feel fuzzy and stupid. My tooth has tried to repair itself.
I have to come back again. I more appointment. Dana and Lorinda are awesome. I felt
so removed from consciousness. Good time to take a walk on the astral plane. Good times.
Nitrous Ninja. I am a fighter, a warrior, invincible. I have come back to the present. I can't quite get there.
I need some help.

This entire experience was an experiment....the root canal was necessary. This is one of my more eccentric
writings.