I needed to make a visit to the dentist today. You can imagine my anxiety after the last time I went to the dentist, nearly three years ago, and that Devonport dentist did me no favours as part of my mouth is still numb. My dentist mate Bazza tells me after two years you cannot expect any further nerve repair.
The only saving grace for me today was that I'm in a non English speaking country and I shouldn't have to answer any questions while it feels like there is half a scaffold, contents of a cutlery tray and four fingers all in my mouth.
How wrong can I be. Vlado, the dentist is a motorcyclist and speaks very good English. 😉
He did a very good job of fixing my toothypeg and I skipped down the street to the bus stop once he was done!!