She was born in India, raised in Kenya, and now in America. A teacher at the University of Minnesota, and named after a Hindu god, Krishna. She's a goddess in my eyes, she did my dental work this morning. Seldom have I experienced a dentist as communicative as she. My preference is for female dentists, not least for their small hands in my mouth.
The task was replacing and old crown that had corrosion around its base. Its position in the back of my mouth prohibited repair work with it in place. With the old crown removed and the tooth polished she sat down beside me to design the new one a computer screen. With our active conversation I neglected to ask about the technology constructing the crown, but, I go back next week for work on another crown.
As we were chatting she said that the dental classroom at the University has the technology she used to design my crown. However, she said the older professors are reluctant to use it. They prefer older methods.
Given time to talk I asked her if she wanted to hear a dental story. She said yes enthusiastically. So I told about Art, the dentist in Mohall, N.D., when I lived there. Art did some farming. One day when he was in the field, his neighbor Wesley was working in the next field. Stopping to talk across the fence Wes said, I've got a terrible toothache. Art said let me look at it. Then Art said we can fix that, lie down on your back. With his knee on Wes' chest Art pulled the tooth with his plier. Art told me the story.
Dr. Krishna symbolizes, for me, the value of immigrants.
Takk for alt,
Al
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