the new dental hygenist – the spitting image and cheerful composition of sex and the city’s charlotte – laid me flat in the dentist’s chair, reclining me further back than i’ve been before at the dentist. this put me in the position of gazing straight up at the bright spotlight. while she was on my right, inserting sharp things into my skin, and i was gazing up into the light, i had another flashback, or imagined i had another flashback, to my surgery. to my left, dr grissom and my breast. above me, the bright spotlights. to my right, a man sticking sharp things into my skin. “you’ll feel just a little versed going in…” and that’s all she wrote.