My temporary filling was temporary to say the least. I returned to the dentist where he drilled out the manky filling and filled it all over again. Luckily, because the nerve is dead I didn't have to have a needle. That is a definite plus.
While I was waiting I got to hear a little kid crying as my dentist tortured the poor thing. His Mum kept getting up and going in to the surgery and being shooed out again. It did not make my waiting very pleasant. It was infinitely less pleasant for the kid though.
The dentist has a strong accent so it is often hard to understand what he is saying. The dental nurse told me what he wanted, which for some reason was to keep my mouth open. Who would have thought that mouth opening is so important.
I have some weeks left before I have to get the second part of my root canal finished. I am pleased that I didn't have to have the silly tooth out, however, any visit to the dentist is bound to be unpleasant in some way shape or form.
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