I’ve been rubbish and haven’t visited the dentist for two years, so today I went there. I lay in a chair for 35 minutes in a room full of cuddly toys, while the hygienist scrubbed and polished and flossed my teeth, and then I had a couple of x rays, and then my dentist poked around some more.
Then, when ti was clear one of my old fillings was deteriorating and needed replacement, I agreed to spend another hour lying in a chair with my mouth stretched open, as more remedial work took place.
So that was a nice morning. I got to the office, really rather out of it, my jaw muscles aching from being stretched for so long.
It was a short day at the office though, because I had to leave to fly to Bangkok. I’m writing this from a bed on the 20th floor of a hotel, wondering when the world will stop moving and I can take a breath for a moment.
But at least my teeth are nice and clean.
One response to “Back to the dentist”
One replacement filling in two years is really rather good. You must look after yourself.