Lynn's Comments: When we moved to Lynn Lake, we took with us eight enormous reel-to-reel tapes of music especially chosen for the Dental clinic. The system we had was state of the art for the time, and we felt we had countless hours of enjoyable tunes, which would create a relaxing and pleasant ambience. After six months, we knew each piece by heart and could anticipate the song that would come next. Amazing what the human head can record, retain and regurgitate. Why is it that I can't remember a phone number or a password?
Lynn's Comments: I really got myself into trouble with this one. In the second panel, "checking pockets" was something that used to be done during a regular check-up. This involved using a probe to explore the depth of the tissue holding each tooth. The tiny spaces at the front, back and sides of each tooth are called "pockets." A healthy tooth has shallow pockets, meaning there is substantial tissue holding the tooth and the bone has not receded. "Long in the tooth" is when the bone recedes, the gum does as well, and the tooth root begins to show. I knew dentists and their staff would get the joke, but the general public might not... so I added the note, "a dental joke." It was not accepted as such. I did this strip for the sheer joy of the punchline, which was a dreadful pun. I was proud of it. The number of irate dental folks who wrote to tell me that checking pockets was NOT a joke, but a serious procedure and I should know better than to make fun of it. Well, excuuuuuse me!!! I was also on the carpet for suggesting that not all assistants wear gloves. In fact, at the time this strip was written (early '90s), wearing gloves was only just becoming a medical requirement. Yup. I apologized and explained my way through the letters, but the slap stung. This has been a long-winded explanation, but I'm glad to get it off my jest!
Lynn's Comments: Being married to a dentist gave me a lot of material to work with. Scenes in John Patterson's clinic were quite realistic and other dentists often asked to purchase the original strips.
Lynn's Comments: My husband was good with kids—as were his staff. One day a mom wanted to be in the operatory with her son because she was sure he'd be too afraid of the dentist to be there alone. Everyone told her the kid would be fine, but she insisted. They let her stay. Everything went well until my husband was about to do the first injection, and the mom, in a loud sing-song voice said, "Here comes the NEEDLE!!" Well, the kid jumped out of the chair and headed for the hills. After that, parents were not allowed in the operatory!
Lynn's Comments: Now and then we put notes on the patients’ charts to let us know something personal about them for the next visit. TG might mean, “tends to gag.” PTIN could mean: “periodontal treatment for inflammation necessary,” but in reality, it meant, “pain in the neck!”
Lynn's Comments: This is the kind of stuff you can’t make up. Some of my best lines came from real day-to-day happenings. We had a large readership among dentists who appreciated seeing their days in the clinic illustrated by someone who knew what went on and was understanding and sympathetic.