Nothing green in this post, unless you count green around the gills.
April 2nd 2008 09:13
I love the Dentist - by betsssssy (from Flickr.com)
My wife’s tooth had become so painful she’d had to get drug treatment in the form of antibiotics. My situation was somewhat different: I lost the last part of a tooth that I’d had for more than fifty years. It was a sad but short parting. The tooth had been cut down until it was nothing but a fitting for a crown, many years ago, and in fact at least one more crown had been fitted since then. But over the years it delighted in getting abscesses in above the gum line, and finally the dentist decided enough was enough – even though it had been 18 months or more since the last major upset.
The problem with losing the tooth is that I also lost the plate I’d had for the last nine years, one of those clip-on jobs that hook around a couple of solid teeth and have pretend teeth hanging off them. The front one of these had broken off the plate twice in the last six months, so that was another reason to deal with the issue. Plus the crown I mentioned before was wobbly.
The dentist had already prepared a new plate, with the extra tooth, after taking moulds a couple of weeks ago. So when he pulled out the tooth he bunged the new plate straight in, thus providing a convenient ‘plug’ for the newly formed gap in my mouth.
No doubt my pocket will be virtually empty by the time I’ve paid for my dental work and my wife’s. I don’t even like to think what it’s going to be all up.
Hopefully after tomorrow I won’t be needing to see him again – even though he’s a pleasant enough fellow! – for many many moons.
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