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 23-Aug-2008

 

I've been picked as part of the six-man Waikato Masters (over 40) golf team. I am a god, and you must bow down before me. w00t.

Today was the final trial, and I played under a slight handicap - a tooth twinge has exploded into full-on toothache. I'm climbing into the Nurofen, which dulls it a bit, and counting down the hours until tomorrow when I can hit the emergency dentist for what's likely to be my sixth root canal - yes, I'm something of an expert on them.

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And the fist of god did smite the blasphemer with a toothache :x)
Watch out for lightning bolts on the golf course.
I have heard though that you will be safe if you hold a 7 iron above your head because even God cannot hit a 7 iron.


Congrats on the golf - oh sporting champion. Commiserations on the root canal - the secret I found was to live with the pain until you're sure the tooth is completely and utterly dead (it takes about two weeks), and then root canal is a doddle - the only non-painful dental visits I've ever had.


I bow to the Master of Golf, though I do have to wonder... you do know that you're supposed to hold the club in your hands, not your teeth, right? I'd have thought after five root canals you'd have worked that out by now.

Congrats and good luck!


And lo, the waves of incompetent dental advice and closed emergency dental services parted; and Russell the Golfing God did find succour in his hour of need: his mate Wayne the golfing dentist did interrupt his Sunday and did drill out the offending tooth, relieving the pressure and draining the yucky gunge, leaving the grateful Golfing God pain-free and able to respond to emails and post responses on his blog. And the worshippers did cheer.


Ooh look Russell, leave the existential discussion about youth and mortality alone, mention sport and dentistry and, wow, people are talking to you again!!!!

(Congrats on the golf and the tooth)