My adored Teen Dentist has abandoned me. It’s nothing I take personally. After all, we both knew he’d be graduating in early May and passing me on to another student. Now he’s off to work in some hospital somewhere, and I never even got to see the animated music video he produced for the dental school talent show! Oh, the hearbreak…
Even in his absence he’s taking good care of me, though. He told me he was going to find me the best student he could because — as I learned last night from my replacement teen dentist (henceforth known as Teen Dentist 2) — I was the “best patient he’d ever had.” Even though TD2 is already way overbooked, Teen Dentist strongly urged him to make room for me in his schedule instead of passing me onto one of the sophomores, apparently the sad fate of most people whose student dentists graduate. (Sophomores! My god, I’m glad I dodged that bullet. I’ll take every year of experience I can get out of my student dentist, thanks.) I can only imagine what the parade of freaks must be like at that clinic, because at the end of last night’s visit Teen Dentist 2 seemed amazed and delighted by me, and swore that Teen Dentist was right about me being a fantastic patient. Maybe it’s just because I’m chipper and don’t complain, or maybe the student dentists like you to have enough curiosity to get them talking about what they’re doing. Whatever it is, I’ve got it. Apparently, I also got some fantastic work out of Teen Dentist: TD2 was awfully impressed by what he saw.
I don’t know much about TD2 yet, other than he’s Asian, from Alaska, plans on settling in Seattle after graduation, gets teased for having really girly handwriting (frankly, I like a medical professional with legible handwritign like that), and he knows a little about comic books. He’s not all dorky and dreamy like Teen Dentist, but he’s a good kid, and I’m glad I that I’ve been left in good hands.