Last time I was there the dental hygienist announced that she was fed up with my writhings and was going to try laughing gas.  Today, as she fitted the mask on me I asked, what happens if there’s an attack?  We decided upon a list of things that have to be done – she has to take the mask off me, and then help me get up and to the safe area because I might be a bit wobbly.  Where’s the safe room? I asked her, and made her show it to me.  Then she went to work on my teeth.   

I was relaxed but still did the math and realized I wouldn’t get to the safe area in time.  

As soon as we finished, and walked into the house we heard the sirens go off in the area of our dentist. 

How do you like that luck? 

forgot to mention the laughing gas worked.  I stopped writhing.