Useless fuck-up of a dentist
was grinding away at a molar when I was quite young. Then he slipped and the drill carved majestically through my tongue. I couldn't feel anything, but was mildly freaked out at the sight of blood spurting copiously from my gaping mouth.

Ever had stitches in your tongue? It feels very very odd, and it is sore as fuck. I spent two weeks speaking like a mong, and still (30 years later) have a ridge of scar tissue running across it, sadly not in a place to assist in pleasing the ladies.

My Mum reported the dentist to 'the authorities' which caused a minor local scandal as it transpired that (a) he wasn't properly qualified and (b) he also worked as a vet about 20 miles away. So the fingers that had been poking around in my gob had also been up the bottoms of countless animals, touched their genitals and god knows what else.

It took the local health authority 2 years to stop him practising as a dentist, and I've never really trusted any of the bastards since.
( MisterPunch did it that way on, Thu 11 Mar 2010, 13:09, 3 replies)

"practising" in the true sense of the word

(HamptonSmall ...smoking my pipe since, Thu 11 Mar 2010, 14:14, closed)

What? Unqualified dentist? Sounds like a sound approach to me mate.

( Lemmy Caution Everybody relax - Caution is here., Thu 11 Mar 2010, 14:43, closed)

My childhood dentist was struck off as well.
He's moved to France to avoid charges and also to avoid an entire village of pitchfork-waving toothless yokels.
Every dentist I go to now remarks on my fucked-up teeth :(
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Thu 11 Mar 2010, 15:07, closed)