BODY OF WAA WAA

I’m having a root canal this morning…

(Waa!)

And what immediately comes to mind is…

(at least to my mind)

The Panama Canal and the Suez Canal…

That are waterways that ships pass through.

Or…

The Erie Canal…

That is a waterway…

Boats used to use .

So…

Canals = waterways = a body of water right?

Well, then…

A root “canal” must involve a body of water…

And my body is made of about 60% water…

And the water in my mouth is saliva…

Which produces in mass volumes only…

When I’m sitting in the dentist’s chair…

And my mouth is stretched open…

With hands and equipment jammed in it…

That causes me to feel like I need to swallow…

Every half a second…

Which makes me frantic…

That I’m going to choke…

And that panics me…

Because I often choke on my own spit…

But not with my mouth numbed with novocaine!

And so…

I wonder…

Is there a Heimlich Maneuver…

For spit?

BREATH . . . BREATH . . . BREATH . . .

OK, I’m better.

So…

If I’m the queen of “putting things in perspective”…

Let me think for a moment, how I can–

Ah ha! I got it!

Here it is…

What would I rather have…

A rejection letter from my top agent of choice?

Or a root canal?

Hmm?

Well, the root canal will hurt…

But only for awhile…

While the rejection letter will…

BREATH . . . BREATH . . .  BREATH . . .

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Always, Em-Musing