A tooth related update
Since my little “Werners? – harder than Teeth?” experiment, I have been to the dentist 3 times, spent £204.50 and my tooth is currently exactly as broken, my smile just as gappy, as when I did it – 9 days ago!
Last Monday, I paid £15.50 for an emergency appointment (after 2 hours of listening to an engaged tone on the Emergency Dental Phoneline). I was given a filling, which at the time I was told was temporary as a crown would be required.? I registered with the dentist and made another appointment for Thursday: on this visit, the dentist stuck several foot-long* needles in my mouth while I squeeled like a? toddler with sand in their icecream. However, the squeeling must have made the dentist realise that I would not deal well with heavy detal reconstruction and he assured me that the filling would actually be fine as a permanent solution to my broken tooth. Excellent – no more dentists and no more fees!
Or not…
Sunday night, the filling fell off!? Once again I look like? something from Buffy the Vampire Slayer; unfortunately, not Buffy or Band Camp girl but perhaps more like something that has just risen from the dead with the thirst of 200 years to quench.
I tried calling the emergency number again, which was engaged until 1.25pm – at which point no appointments were available and they wouldn’t book for the following day. No wonder the number is constantly engaged? every morning – it is like a telephonic scrum? for the “dentally less fortunate”? each day!
I managed to get an appointment with the same dentist today (Tuesday). I waited 45 minutes to be seen, my ass didn’t even hit the pink plastic covered seat before I was told “Ah yes, you’ll need a crown. That will? be £189 to be paid now. We can’t do the treatment now though? as there isn’t time, but book-in as soon as possible.”
So Thursday it is then – I am to be laid to rest as some guy dressed in white, with a strange Eastern European accent, operates on me with chisels and pneumatic drills. I can’t wait…
? *size of needles is entirely an? approximation made with my eyes closed
Ouch – I spent £37 on physio this morning and thought I was hard done by!!!
Will we see you in a full-face in future?
If you get any photos, please feel free to not put them on the internet. And if you really, really need to share the gore, you can swap tales with Chris ‘Just had my ears drilled’ McMurray.
Still, at least you can take your mind off it by snuggling up with your Student Rodeo trophy – well done on the result!