THE BOOGIE


So today, I had an elderly gentleman patient that had an interesting cologne.  It was called B.O. Galore!  Mind you I’m already put-off by this odoriferous scent, I seat him in my chair and proceed to ask him the usual questions.  As I lay him back and start to work on his teeth, he reaches up to “scratch” his nose.  Needless to say, a GIANT boogie the size of the man’s nostril falls right under his nose and above his lip.  Now I know you might be surprised to find out that this is absolutely disgusting to me!  Yes, I’m a DENTAL hygienist.  No, I’m not a nasal one!  Look folks, I can handle anything INSIDE the mouth but take it outside and I’m totally grossed out. 
 
As I sat stunned for a second, determining my next step, I was trying not to gag.  Was I to simply blow it into oblivion with my air/water syringe, tell the patient he had a giant boogie crater on his face, ignore the mucous blob? I had to regather myself.  So, I told him that I needed to look at his x-rays and pushed my chair away from him, silently praying that it would be gone when I turned around.
 
When I got my composure back and turned back around, I was surprised to see it laying on my gauze that I had placed on his bib.  That means HE KNEW it was there and left me the surprise on the gauze.  Really?  I cautiously proceeded to take an instrument and gently remove the gauze off of his chest onto the tray lying FACE DOWN! 
 
So, the next time you have a dental appointment, PLEASE check your bat cave for bats! 
A public service announcement from Heather the hygienist