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The late, great comedian , W. C. Fields once remarked: “I like children, as long as they’re well
done.” I have always said: I like Fellowships, as long as they’re done well.” The truth of the matter is
that some fellowships are not done well. They are full of folly and border on the foolish.
When I was young, my uncle told my father, “A boy has to have a dog. The dog will teach him responsibility, compassion and make a man out of him.” My brothers and I always had a dog as we grew from little pups ourselves to mature adults. My life as a kid was enjoyable, non-stressful and worry free. I received three meals a day and so did my dogs. They were constant companions, dear friends and valuable members of our family.
Several years ago, my wife Hope and I and our four children took our Bayliner Ciera boat to Beausoleil
Island, in Georgian Bay. We travelled through the Trent-Severn Canal System and diligently followed the red
and green buoys to our destination. The island is beautiful and in July of that year, the weather was perfect. Hot, sunny and no mosquitoes. We walked, we barbequed, we swam, we relaxed and we slept soundly at night on board the Knot For Sail. We were however cautioned to be careful of the Massassauga rattlers whose bite could prove to be disastrous. Daughter Alicia didn’t run into the deadly serpents but she used a three-leafed plant to substitute for toilet tissue. Later, in her agony, we discovered that this lovely plant was poison ivy. After a gallon of calamine lotion, antihistamine pastes and ointments, it managed to ease her suffering to some degree. A lesson well learned. Needless to say she never “went” in the woods again.
My wife Hope and I were enjoying our vacation in Florida when I happened to come across an ad in one of the local newspapers. “Ultrasound tests of the heart and blood vessels. Get echo cardiograms and ultrasounds for a very reasonable cost. Sign up now.”
Sound is very important in our daily lives. We listen to our radios in the early morning to find out what the weather has in store for us as the day unfolds. We listen to our children and grandchildren describe the plans they’ve set out for the rest of the week. We listen to our dogs inform us that it is time to take them out immediately and not one second later. Or else! We listen to our spouses reminding us of our obligations and duties which extend from early morning to well into the darkest hours of night.
Sometimes we have a desire to insert bi-lateral earplugs while our better half articulates nonstop. We don’t however, as we realize that we would be taking a great risk of being discovered and end up wearing the plugs in another very uncomfortable orifice.
So sang the great country and western artist Hank Williams. True to his prediction, he died at 29 years old and left this world without performing another hit song. Our future will no doubt be the same. So, what can we do about it? Can we change God’s plan and beat the odds. Not in my lifetime and probably not in yours. Is there nothing we can do about it? Sure there is. A lot of things. Let me outline some of them.
Several years ago, when my late partner Dr. Elliott Siegel and I practiced together, we employed a staff of twelve RNs. They were capable, and hard working professionals who assisted at surgery, general anesthesia, pre and post –op patient care and ran our offices in general from top to bottom. They attended to every patient from the beginning of treatment to the final discharge.
The maritimers are wonderful people. They have a kind nature about them, are very polite and especially easy going. Make them mad however and you have a tough character to deal with. I’m proud to say that I’m a Cape Bretoner and I remind everyone I meet of this important fact at all time.
I left the airport and took a taxi to Dr. Elliott Siegel’s office on Eglinton Avenue, in Toronto. I was an oral surgery resident finishing up my last year of training in Wilmington, Delaware and had written to Elliott with the hope that he would consider me for a position as an associate in his practice.
For the last few years, there has been a lot of controversy, talk, mumbling, writing and fudging numbers with reference to Articaine local anesthetic. Articaine is sold under several trade labels in many countries but basically it is the same formula no matter what fancy name it comes with. In my experience, it is a good quality anesthetic and a reliable one when administered to the patient. Allergies are extremely rare with this agent and it differs from other Amides in that it also contains an Ester component in its formula as well. It has a half life of approximately 30 minutes compared to other anesthetics that have half lives of 90 minutes. What this means is that the anesthetic is rapidly metabolized and eliminated from the body making toxic reactions extremely rare as well. Re-administration can be performed in 30 minutes which means that half of the original dosage can be given after this time. As an example, if the first administration consisted of four anesthetic carpules, two more may be safely administered after one half of an hour. This is a distinct advantage over other anesthetics whose half life is much longer.
We as dentists have many special talents when it comes to treating patients. Not only do we have special knowledge of the oral cavity, but we also assess and evaluate the entire body by observing important signs and symptoms.