Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Dentists ain't all bad

Went back to the dentist this morning feeling a whole load better than I was last night. I wasn't really sure why I was there but assumed he just wanted to look in my mouth and satisfy himself I wasn't going to bleed to death mid air. I was wrong. I got two fillings but I have a very perceptive dentist who obviously worked out if he'd told me he was doing it I'd have said "not today thank you very much". So he just dropped the chair and dived in with his big drill! Best way to do it. He was quick and efficient and I feel a tad guilty for going on about him last night. I wasn't exaggerating however, as anyone who's had an extraction will know. That reminds me - I don't exaggerate things on this blog you know. Last week I was blogging about something and I happened to mention that I only have one saucepan. As my sister and her husband were packing to come up here for the weekend, my brother in law reckoned they wouldn't have to bring their own pans because apparently I "just say things on the blog for effect". Christine, my sister, however, knows me better and brought some pans which was really just as well. So, I don't exaggerate, it's all true and yesterday's tale of dental woe was no different. But it's all better now. I even found 4p under the bed today. The tooth fairy's clearly a cheapskate but at least I know she exists :-)
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Monday, January 21, 2008

What's the difference between a butcher and a dentist?

Not much in my experience today. Surely in this day and age there must be a better way of getting a tooth out than practically kneeling on the patient to pin them down and attacking their jaw with a set of plyers! I couldn't believe it. I had sorted out a STOP signal with the dentist in advance and soon implemented that.

He stopped and I heard myself ask him "what d'you think you're doing?". He didn't seem too pleased but I honestly thought I was being "treated" by some guy who'd tied the dentist up and locked him in the toilets so he could have his fun until he got caught again and taken back to wherever he'd escaped from.

No offence is intended to said dentist, nor is this a comment on his professionalism (although he could've been more understanding when I told him it was fine, I'd just keep the tooth after all) because, apparently, that's normal, that's what ALL dentists do. They must be sick. Why would you want to do that to someone?

Wouldn't you think in this day and age they'd be able to remove teeth using some kind of dental keyhole surgery or laser therapy?

They can't. Apparently it's never occurred to them. So here I am not able to move my jaw which means no eating and no speaking (!), supposed to be resting (I don't do resting and I certainly can't rest AND get ready for my move) and all I've got from the dentist is a bill and two stitches which I've to get removed by a Sri Lankan dentist on my first day in the new job. Didn't even give me the tooth back so what are the chances of a visit from the Tooth Fairy? Not much I reckon :-(
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