Sunday, January 06, 2008

Oh aye...

...I haven't posted for a few days because I've been lying around the house feeling sorry for myself after being absolutely f*cking mugged by my dentist on Friday morning. Attempting to remove a broken molar, she swung herself around by a pair of pliers attached to the tooth, while anchoring herself with her boot on my jaw. She failed to pull it cleanly (my iron man constitution - a blessing and a curse), leaving a charming gaping hole and an exposed nerve. This has meant I'm on a course of antibiotics, which means every time I walk past the fridge, all I can do is open it and stare longingly at the beer. So this might be the longest I've gone without a drink since, I dunno, I was seventeen or something. I may cry. Roll on the root canal (Tuesday, 12.30).

4 comments:

WJC said...

My sympathies re tooth. I had a broken molar out then had an appointment a the Inland revenue an hour later to discuss my 'finances', with a bloody swab to suck on.
Good luck tuesday!

saudade said...

Eek! Sorry to hear about the dental nightmare. Get better soon!

Kerry said...

I feel your pain, what with having a SEVERE dentist-phobia myself. I bet you had to take out a mortgage to pay for the privilege too.....

Mark said...

Fortunately I'm insured up the yin-yang (though I do have to pay cash first and wait for the insurance cheque later). As I lay there, this previously likeable Polish lady swinging on my tooth, with her entire weight on my jaw, and the horrible sounds of little fragments of my molar cracking off one by one, I couldn't help but think, "this is the sort of experience that puts people off dentists for life".