My brush, so to speak, with the freaky came when Miss Perky told me it’d be a good idea for me to get some sort of PanoXSupersonicultradooper digital image of my head. I think I had one before, at a different dental office, and thought nothing of it. I agreed. Ok, fine. Then she went on to explain why I should get one of these X-ray shots. I’m quoting here:
"It’s really important to have these kinds of X-rays because if you were ever to get in a horrible accident and needed reconstructive surgery, these are the pictures that could help you get your face back. OR, if you know, they ever needed to identify the body…"
Well, it’s nice to know that in the future, when my cranium is mangled beyond recognition, or when the police are trying to piece together my identity from the 3,000 bits the serial killer chopped me up into, I will have taken this fine opportunity to be prepared.
I also learned that I have polyps in my sinus cavity. Guess that was just some bonus information.