I had reason to go to the dentist – You'll see the reason in the photo below.
Some thing, a group of cells, an assembly of stuff, a black gooey yet solid substance attempted to erode my tooth.
It chose a top down approach. A direct formation, which must be most productive in destroying teeth.
Previously, I had seen an attempt at the side approach. That had always failed. It would attach itself to the outer side of a tooth. I managed to save the tooth from structural collapse by cleaning 3 times a day.
The dentist, nice person I’m sure, began by taking an X-ray.
The nurse was the last to leave the room. Gave me a look, like “it’s gonna be alright”. Hard to interpret that look. Not sure what I was supposed to say or do. I’m sure the nurse was actually checking something important to the procedure, but still. She looked at me like I was about to be jettisoned from a space station.
I don’t recall seeing the dentist's face as he prepared the drill but I can confirm that local anaesthetic is a marvel.
My tooth survived and the dentist said that I shouldn’t eat so many sweets.
After the event, and in all honesty, I would say that I am grateful that there are dentists. Always better on leaving their office though. I think they are aware of this. Mine said, “You shouldn’t have any problems, but if you do, it will be sooner rather than later”. Basically, “when the local wears off, you may be in significant pain”.
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