This afternoon, I had a routine cleaning and check-up at Dewan Dental Wellness, where I've gone for four years now. The practice was a glimpse of the successful and thriving Western workplace of the future. My appointment was set for 2:30 p.m., and at exactly 2:32, my cell phone was ringing with the office inquiring as to my whereabouts. I was shown in immediately upon arriving a few minutes later.
Once the cleaning began, the hygienist decided on the fly that the war on my plaque would require advanced munitions, so she used an ultrasonic cleaning tool. This procedure needed an assistant to flush my mouth, so she paged a co-worker using a sophisticated paging system. Ultrasonic cleaning was done routinely by my old dentist's office, and I always dreaded it. Dewan's staff used the tool expertly, and I'm considering requesting it from here on out. (Especially if I don't kick the coffeehouse muffin habit!)
The entire visit was choreographed like a Broadway play. They had me out of there about 45 minutes after my arrival. I might also mention that the appointment included routine X-rays. By the way: No cavities. I'm blessed with Toyota teeth.