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WARNING! Dentist talk ahead!

Yesterday I went to a Dental Trauma course. It was very worth it. Free food and lots of new information about dental trauma. *g* Not that I really like the subject, I just felt rather unprepared to face it before, something that most dentists feel. But because I'm a responsible one, I actually go take on courses and look for the information to realize that before it happens. I actually got a bit interested in the subject. Not that I'm ready to do an endodontics full course *shudders*, because let's say that I still don't have the passion for it, but I'm confident that it's not SO bad. Just hard, difficult, boring, painful (for the dentist too, you know; I actually get sore fingers after the root canal treatments), a literal pain to treat, not to mention the complaints for the McKay type patients, that keep on whining even though you are not even touching the damn tooth.

That's what I hate the most. The first thing a regular dentist (at least the ones that graduated with me) do when the patient starts complaining about pain is check if there is actual pain. To do that we ask "Does it hurt now?" when we are not doing anything and just pretending to touch the location of said pain. Well when the response comes with "Yes it does" we know that we have a McKay type patient, like I'm going to call them henceforth. With them is hard to tell what's real pain and what's not. Do I give them an extra shot, or just tell them to suck it up, whining bastards? Not that I call them that (not out loud that is).

But going back to the original subject,  I really liked the course. I also met a couple of guys from college, and naturally, met some old professors (being them the ones promoting the event). The one that I was really looking forward to see again didn't go because he was too busy being honored on another State of the country *sighs sadly*. Good for him of course. He's the greatest professor of the entire college, and that says something when you are referring to one of the most respected institutions of the country. He's a very lovely white-haired grandpa whose patience made me dread this subject much less and get one of my highest grades on all six years of college: a very pretty 8,0. Taking in account my grades on the written tests and with the practical rubber patients, I judge that I actually got a TEN on the clinical performances with the live patients. Something unheard of before, and source of great pride for my class, since most of us had such grade.

Another thing worth of mentioning is my ability to link everyday stuff with Stargate. During the course, actually in the very beginning, there was a number of vids of accidents (the kinds found on youtube) that resulted in dental trauma. There was a couple one that were skateboarding accidents and my fangirl brain soon melted into goo as I immediately thought about Joe Flanigan and was incapable of thinking about anything else for the remainder of the traumatic vids presentation. I just hope that something like those horrid vids never happens to his extremely pretty face.
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This Sunday my friends from uni came home. All five of them, with corresponding bfs (only now I came to notice that I'm always the one without a pairing...). They were all crazy to eat my mom's Yakisoba, and so was I, she's a great cook! We had such a blast!

We talked a lot (can you imagine six just graduates dentists in the same room?) and the bfs were, as usual, really bored. It's funny, it's like we can't stop talking about work and the cases, patients and all the knowledge exchange (in college we were know as the nerdy group, *g* I wonder why...). Everyone really excited about starting in the big bad world, finding jobs or getting their own office started. Luckily we all have something. Half stating on our own (including me) and the other half working somewhere, at least on one period. The ones starting on their own still haven't started and are just complaining how expensive it is to be a dentist (don't start complaining about the prices we charge, we are just passing them along...). Really, it is absurd. I have debts two years ahead of me, and I have no patients whatsoever... My mother is banking me, of course, and she is supporting me so much in this (thanks mom, I love you!). I'd better not start thinking about how the hell I'm going to pay it all, let alone buy food (you know, I have to eat...).

So we all complained together, remembered old times together, talked gossip together (women...), discussed how amazing our graduation and the graduation ball was, and laughed a LOT.

That made my week. Actually, it made my month! It also made me a bit sad. We are all graduated and everyone is busy and I miss the old uni days when I got to see them everyday for six years, can you imagine that? I miss them so much... We just laugh the entire time and make a whole lot of noise, but now it's so rare. They live far from where I live, each in a different corner, so it's a little hard for us to meet. We plan a lot of things, but as usual nothing gets done *lol*. I can't go because I never have money, the others because, well, don't have money too, and one or the other for actually having a life. I just hope I get to see them soon. I have to go to uni to get the diploma and certificates, so maybe we'll be able to meet again very soon.

That's it for today's ramble...

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