Friday, 20 April 2018

I’m decayed

I’m very diligent about attending the dentist for a check up every 6 months or so. I don’t want my teeth to fall into such disrepair that I would need dentures. In recent years, despite my dangerously sweet tooth, I have maintained good dental hygiene and not needed any new fillings. Unfortunately the last check up brought an end to that. The X-ray revealed ‘some decay’ in a tooth. Worse still the decay was awkwardly located in a tooth which itself was in an awkward position.

The work was done yesterday. Forty minutes in the chair, two needles and what felt like a tunnel load of equipment clogging my mouth. Apparently the decay reached below the gum line Dr U informed me in a menacing tone.