I shall miss him………………

I had my filling today, and pleased to say that as usual, my dentist did not hurt me.
The guy is a god: I get the anesthetic cotton wool before the site sees the needle, the first of which is just enough to numb the gum before the biggie and face-dead syndrome.
Content as I was to drip and drool in the chair, I didn’t feel a thing as he drilled away.
Nice man.
And he’s going into private practice.

Whilst I am pleased for him (sort of, from a selfish point of view), I shall indeed miss him.
He has a young family who rarely sees him as he works 12 hours a day, and his retirement age has been put back to 68 to 75 depending on later Government decisions, so I can understand him being pissed off and wanting to make as much money as he can so that he can enjoy life in later years rather than work until he drops.
I’m not daft enough to think he’s on the breadline, but everyone is entitled to a Life, not mere existence with TPTB taking a huge chunk before you even start.

We haven’t a hope in hell of being able to afford private treatment so have been signed on with a lady dentist who apparently is very nice. I have to go back for a check up in four months rather than six as I have lost a lot of bone mass round one particular tooth. Sadly for me he is taking time off for an extended holiday before the change in status and they cannot fit me in with him at all.
The tooth next to the one of concern is also on borrowed time as I had it crowned 35 years ago and the tooth is pegged to keep it in place. From the X-ray, you can see the root canal is incomplete, so rather than redo it and have another crown (loads of dosh I haven’t got to spare even under the NHS), it can come out. Sadly, no discounts available for multiple extractions, but we shall indeed see. I don’t think I’m ready for false gnashers quite yet.

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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13 Responses to I shall miss him………………

  1. fransiweinstein says:

    Nothing better than a dentist who doesn’t cause pain. I had one years ago like that. Very light touch — never even felt the freezing needles. Don’t know about in the UK, but dentists here make a fortune.

  2. scifihammy says:

    I’m glad your visit to the dentist went well, but totally understand that you will miss the good guy. They are very hard to find.

  3. jenanita01 says:

    I haven’t had much luck with dentists over the years, and down to just a few teeth at the front of my mouth, so nearly out of their range, thank goodness…

  4. blindzanygirl says:

    Oh heck Di. Sadly I’ve got false gnashers but have 8 of my own on the bottom. I have no bone at all. My false gnashers don’t fit, and slude around. Eating is hard. All made worse by the loss of muscle and other stuff during chemo. Aaaarrrrrgggggghhhh. Hope you can keep your teefs Di xx

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