5.9 this morose, moody, mongy, manic, Monday.
Very tired, couldn't think of a word that means tired.
Mrs L has been very belligerent overnight, yes, belligerent with a big bee, and not a bumble thingymybob buzzing!
As per, toilet breaks, but up and about, between tea making and the possibility of house explosions and demolition. Her bed rest routine went out with the bath water.
Only thinking of the fun bathing in front of the coke fire, in the living room with the radio on, to a Sunday night comedy. In a tin bath. Once a week, wether I needed one or not!
Mrs L, would not stay in bed and as soon as I was snoring, (I don't) Mrs L was sneaking around.
And some me at least five or six times until eventually I had enough, and I needed tea.
This was 5.30 a.m.ish, just about daylight. No sun, no rain, just dull!
Well, within an hour of morning meds, Mrs L 's pit was calling.
Anyways, dentistry and the epidemic or the WWF warning of the extinction of the species.
A & E is full of children's issues.
My story goes back over fifty years to a stubborn wisdom one.
it needed to be out. So dentist eventually climbed on a chair with a knee on my chest to extract the ******.
Then in a matter of a couple of years. I was back because one of my front uns, had a cyst in the gum.
The dentist who done the prognosis was a dental surgeon. She an ounce with full confidence it could be got out and keep the tooth.
This would be done with a small incision into the gum.
I'm not adverse, to procedures, and the many I have had have been local anaesthesia.
so to save the tooth, the cut was made, however, the cyst was not playing, the dentist had to find another way, if the tooth was to be saved.
So the dentist cut the gym a little wider, no! A little more.
Then changed to the inner gum, my fifth needle, my whole face was going numb.
More probing and finally with help from another dentist, the cyst, surrended.
The next half hour after my sixth needle, was suture practice. In total somewhere around eighteen stitches were required. And it saved the tooth.
I was off work for five weeks and my face had grew out by about a foot, my beloved, Mrs L told me that I looked like the elephant man. And a lot of banter was had at my expense.
To say I was impressed, was contrary to my feelings, then and now!
That episode cured me from dentistry for life. Though I did get one pulled by a nurse in hospital.
And just because the dentist wanted to save the tooth!
It would have been less painful, less everything....... If the dentist had extracted the tooth before playing catch the cyst..........!
And to cap it all, the tooth in question fell out, no more than a couple of months later.
I wasn't happy!
I still have two thirds of my dentures. And the only good thing to come out of that episode, is the dentist admitted the nerve endings to that area had to be cut. So even when I should be in pain, I'm not!
@Annb I'm glad you're appointment went well!
My best wishes to you lot as is the daily routine. Going for a lie down.
Big question?
Could you really trust our prime miniature with your future safety and trust his lot?
Who is he kidding?
And why the scare tactics?
