So many of my blog titles have to do with "Glory Glory" or "Hallelujah", because I just feel so jubilant when clinic day is over. It is overwhelming. Once I'm here I like it, but when I'm in my bed in the morning it's a little much. So, today was good. Well . . . this afternoon was good. The morning I saw a Class III lady. Three quads. She was freaking hard. That or I am getting worse, maybe both. I HATE HATE HATE the communication barrier so I can't fully explain things to her. Her bottom teeth may/will/probably fall out now that her lingual calculus bar is gone. And subgingival anterior radiographic calculus! Freak, the anatomy up there is impossible. So I may/will/probably not get an A in clinic this semester. meh.
lunch - Institute Arby's fast because MeChel, Karlie and I were working into the wee hours of lunch.
afternoon - 2 1A's. Thanks to MeChel Berrett for helping me TREMENDOUSLY, by doing sealants on the 6 year old and getting me any willy nilly thing I forgot for the 10 year old. What a peach, an angel, a savior, a friend, a confidant, etc.
Speaking of that peach, a patient that my Dad referred to me, to the clinic, to MeChel qualifies as a board for Mechie. Hooray!
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