Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Extractions from the canal

Using intimidating-looking intrusive steel implements to forcefully remove unwanted objects from the depths.

Today I finally managed to see a tandarts (dentist) after being referred from tandarts to tandarts, riding back and forth across town and making countless calls. So frustrated I was that I deliberately chose an emergency dentist that would definitely and punctually attend to my wisdom teeth. Little did I know that this dentist wanted to pull my tooth out. On the spot. Under local. In a 10 minute job! (Whereas back home I had to make a 6 month reservation, take several xrays and make it a big day out).

Bloody-mouthed, I asked to keep the tooth. The dentist said 'Yes. As a souvenir!' When I later asked for the tooth, the assistant had thrown it together in a murky yellowy solution with a quarter-jar full of other teeth for the benefit of dental students. Moreover, the patient immediately before me had the exact same problem, on the exact same tooth and who was of same race and gender, making my tooth unidentifiable as far as I was concerned.

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