Dentists
My 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..."
( , Thu 2 Nov 2006, 14:31)
My 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..."
( , Thu 2 Nov 2006, 14:31)
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School dentist
I was at primary school in the early 60s. We had to go see the school dentist who had a surgery in the local secondary school.
It went like this:
That's going to come out soon anyway, here smell this (knock out gas)
gets pliers ... yank
Go and sit over there on that stool with your head over a sink and join all the others.
So you had your head over the sink waiting for either the bleeding to stop or to run out of blood.
Eventually I complained to my parents ..
"Don't go again", they said, "come to our dentist."
I did ... but they *forgot* to tell me he only had one arm!
Still - if you were good and didn't cry he gave you a boiled sweet. Still can't eat them even today.
( , Tue 7 Nov 2006, 21:09, Reply)
I was at primary school in the early 60s. We had to go see the school dentist who had a surgery in the local secondary school.
It went like this:
That's going to come out soon anyway, here smell this (knock out gas)
gets pliers ... yank
Go and sit over there on that stool with your head over a sink and join all the others.
So you had your head over the sink waiting for either the bleeding to stop or to run out of blood.
Eventually I complained to my parents ..
"Don't go again", they said, "come to our dentist."
I did ... but they *forgot* to tell me he only had one arm!
Still - if you were good and didn't cry he gave you a boiled sweet. Still can't eat them even today.
( , Tue 7 Nov 2006, 21:09, Reply)
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