I’m off in a few minutes to a “specialist” to pull two of my teeth. Molars. And that brings the total I have been made to part with to five.
I won’t bore you with the details, suffice it to say that one of those already had been root canalled and crowned. How the infection got to go under the tooth is anyone’s guess. Well, I’ll save you that trouble too and blame the bloody dentists (yes more than one) who played rugby in my mouth and only got the bloody crown to “fit” on the third attempt. And even then it wasn’t done properly. The tooth next to it – in sympathy I guess – developed a crater that is not worth re-fixing again.
The suggestion I got this morning was to go the implant route. I’m not very sure of that at the moment, but for tonight I just want the bloody things out.
Have a good evening.
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