I’d rather have a root canal

WARNING: I’m writing this with a nasty toothache that needs a root canal so I may wander and ramble a bit.

I’m off to see my dentist in a few minutes and he will diagnose my nasty toothache.

The first time I needed a root canal, he did it himself.

The second time I needed a root canal, he sent me to a specialist.

The endodontist does nothing but root canals, all day every day.

I prefer going to someone who does nothing but root canals.

When my mother broke her hip, the surgeon told me he does 10–12 hip surgeries every day.

He said his surgeries average 23 minutes.

I told him to take his time with my mother’s hip.

I’m glad a hip specialist helped my mother instead of a general surgeon.

We live in a world of specialists.

My wife Ellen was an OB/GYN Nurse Practitioner for over 30 years.

She had a very specialized area of expertise (imagine seeing 15–20 women a day for 30 years).

Ellen is an expert in women’s health.

In yesterday’s email, I talked about being a jack of all trades master of none.