Scrooge the tooth fairy!
Finally the day arrives when I'm due to get rid of this aweful tooth that has caused me nothing but hardship since the beginning of the year. You'd think, wouldn't you, at almost 50, I'd have experienced my fair share of toothache? Not so. I've had mild toothache once, several years ago. When I went to the dentist she said it was because I'd been walking around with a temporary filling for around seven years. OK, finding a dentist was not on the top of my priority list when I came back from overseas. The offending tooth was cleaned out, filled and that was the end of it.
Now, last year I found I had chronic sinusitus. Painful, but no big deal, you go off and get them drained and that's the end of it. Oops. I forgot we were talking about the national health system. It took seven months to get an appointment with a specialist and another seven to get the operation booked. Fortunately, I got the op the day it was promised.
In the mean time, back in the mouth department. Having booked a holiday to celebrate my wonderful partners 50th birthday, I was keen to have my toothache resolved before we left. So, at the beginning of January, off I trapse to the dentist. She takes one look and says "no, nothing wrong with that tooth, the pain you're feeling is coming from the sinus infection you have". Arrrggghhhh!!!! So, live with it, basically.
So I did. In the end my sinuses were drained, end of May and I settled in for a lifetime of pain free facial features. That lasted all of a week. A week after the op I started to experience pain in my tooth. I'm sure you're very much aware that trying to appoint with a dentist here in the UK is much the same as trying to get an appointment to visit with Christ himself at the time of his birth! In the end, I had to opt for an emergency appointment where I was told that they'd have to take x-rays and wait until the results of the x-rays came back before they could do anything. Make another appointment. I did, but couldn't last that long so I went back to another emergency appointment at which time the nerve was removed. I was told that this particular tooth could not be removed without prior consultation with the ENT as it could cause a fissure between the sinus and the tooth. The tooth was filled and I waited for notification of a date to have it removed.
That date arrived, today! Hooray! or so I thought. Fate stepped in once again and, as I sat patiently in the surgery, the waterboard cut off the water, totally without warning. My dentist went out to speak to them and ask when it would be put back on. They couldn't say. I had to reappoint! So, here we are, still together, me and my well rotten tooth. I think it has a will of it's own and a purpose to remain in my mouth for quite some time. My new appointment date is the 18th October. Well, it's only two months away!!
My conclusion? The tooth fairy is skint! Sitting there on the bones of her arse cutting corners to save the pennies. Why is she so skint? Probably because all these little itsy bitsy people keep shedding teeth right left and centre. If you're reading this tooth fairy, you can have my tooth for nothing, free, gratis, nowt, zilch. Just let them take the bloody thing out!
Oh, I love a good gripe. That feels better :))
Finally the day arrives when I'm due to get rid of this aweful tooth that has caused me nothing but hardship since the beginning of the year. You'd think, wouldn't you, at almost 50, I'd have experienced my fair share of toothache? Not so. I've had mild toothache once, several years ago. When I went to the dentist she said it was because I'd been walking around with a temporary filling for around seven years. OK, finding a dentist was not on the top of my priority list when I came back from overseas. The offending tooth was cleaned out, filled and that was the end of it.
Now, last year I found I had chronic sinusitus. Painful, but no big deal, you go off and get them drained and that's the end of it. Oops. I forgot we were talking about the national health system. It took seven months to get an appointment with a specialist and another seven to get the operation booked. Fortunately, I got the op the day it was promised.
In the mean time, back in the mouth department. Having booked a holiday to celebrate my wonderful partners 50th birthday, I was keen to have my toothache resolved before we left. So, at the beginning of January, off I trapse to the dentist. She takes one look and says "no, nothing wrong with that tooth, the pain you're feeling is coming from the sinus infection you have". Arrrggghhhh!!!! So, live with it, basically.
So I did. In the end my sinuses were drained, end of May and I settled in for a lifetime of pain free facial features. That lasted all of a week. A week after the op I started to experience pain in my tooth. I'm sure you're very much aware that trying to appoint with a dentist here in the UK is much the same as trying to get an appointment to visit with Christ himself at the time of his birth! In the end, I had to opt for an emergency appointment where I was told that they'd have to take x-rays and wait until the results of the x-rays came back before they could do anything. Make another appointment. I did, but couldn't last that long so I went back to another emergency appointment at which time the nerve was removed. I was told that this particular tooth could not be removed without prior consultation with the ENT as it could cause a fissure between the sinus and the tooth. The tooth was filled and I waited for notification of a date to have it removed.
That date arrived, today! Hooray! or so I thought. Fate stepped in once again and, as I sat patiently in the surgery, the waterboard cut off the water, totally without warning. My dentist went out to speak to them and ask when it would be put back on. They couldn't say. I had to reappoint! So, here we are, still together, me and my well rotten tooth. I think it has a will of it's own and a purpose to remain in my mouth for quite some time. My new appointment date is the 18th October. Well, it's only two months away!!
My conclusion? The tooth fairy is skint! Sitting there on the bones of her arse cutting corners to save the pennies. Why is she so skint? Probably because all these little itsy bitsy people keep shedding teeth right left and centre. If you're reading this tooth fairy, you can have my tooth for nothing, free, gratis, nowt, zilch. Just let them take the bloody thing out!
Oh, I love a good gripe. That feels better :))
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