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[solafiamma]

So, last night I bit down hard on a Werther's and broke one of my molars, which ouch! does not feels so good, but also? Now I have suffer the humiliation of explaining to my dentist that I broke a tooth eating CANDY. Plus, dentist, omg, pain! They never believe me when I tell them they need to inject me with enough anaesthetic to fell an elephant, nope, they never do, they wait until the sound of my screams drives people weeping in terror from the waiting room. Okay, I exaggerate slightly. But omg pain! And needles! And horrible smelling gloved fingers jamming cold metal instruments of torture around in my mouth!

And then they make me pay for it.

Sob.

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*hugs*

*sends lots of painkillers*

[turlough]

Ouch!! I feel for you, having done something similar last spring. Happily enough my dentist is of the sort that believes his patients when they tell him they're difficult to anaestetisise. Which might be the reason I've had him for more than 15 years now :-)

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

Oh, god, you have my sympathy. *hugs* I hate dentists and anything to do with teeth, and I broke TWO last year, within two months of each other. One's been pulled, the other is...just kinda hanging there, waiting for me to be able to get in to the UofL dental school clinic.

And then they make me pay for it.

And that's the greatest injustice of all. We're terrified, poked and prodded and HURT...and it's definitely not the good pain...and then we have to pay THEM for it.

I'm sending lots of good vibes your way that it gets resolved easily and as painlessly as possible.