DentistsMy current dentist is called Mr Stiff.
Back when I was at university though, I had enormous pain in my jaw one morning - so bad I went as an emergency case to the uni dentist.
He took one look at the back of my mouth and said, "Ah, wisdom teeth. Impacted. They'll have to come out."
He then reached under the chair and came out with an enormous industrial (and entirely non-dental) pair of pliers, "I can do it now if you want..."
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chthonic, Thu 2 Nov 2006, 14:31)
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The Comfy Dentist ChairSore tooth, ear-ache and a massive iceberg of a wisdom tooth exploding thru my gums at the back, whoohoo it's time to go to the dentist!
So I went to a dentist near Old Street - it was a very swish place, very professional and they had a very comfy chair which when fully reclined allowed you to gaze out at the blue sky thru the conservatory style roof while they poke around in your mouth. All very relaxing I thought, how very civilised. Then they told me I would have to come back the next day and have my wisdom tooth ripped out.
It's a big fucker alright.
Now, that's not so bad but I booked my appointment for 5pm the next day. Big mistake...
By the time I'm sat in the big chair and suitably numbed up it's now pitch black out side and the glass roof has taken on a mirror like quality due to the darkness outside.
You guessed it! To accompany the twisting metal sound that you get in your ear as the tooth is wrenched free of your jaw bone I am perfectly positioned to watch the whole gory spectacle in the reflection from the roof!
I won't go in to details as everyone knows what those dentists get up to... blood, saliva, exposed bone and broken enamel...
Shocked and disgusted as I was, I couldn't look away! Brrrrr...
(, Thu 2 Nov 2006, 17:39, Reply)
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