The dentist appointment this afternoon was surprisingly painless, both dentally and financially. Almost miraculously so, considering the somewhat lengthy gap since my last visit. I was expecting to be told I'd need a mouthful of fillings, but I got away with just one (unless anything else shows up in the x-rays). There's some other work to be done in the form of extracting what's left of a tooth* I broke while I was in chokey - disappointingly not as the result of an outbreak of prison violence, but rather due to my overenthusiastic crunching of a Polo mint. All this is costing me an estimated £50. Fifty quid? A bargain really, fifty quid for six years' worth of of dental treatment.
* What's left? Not much.
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Thanks a lot. This only serves to reinforce my superstitious and inaccurate belief that *not* going to the dentist is better for one's teeth.
I'm would call that inaccurate. If I'd gone regularly over the past six years, I'm pretty sure I'd have had a heck of a lot more work done in the time.
Grr. I really should read stuff back before I post it. What I should have said is...
I'm not sure I would call that inaccurate.
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