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The Dental Diaries – 1


I have recently begun dental treatment after I could no longer ‘stoically’ bear with the pain. As expected, there’s a lot of work to be done. My regular (?) dentist is our good acquaintance from theatre. He is a dentist and loves to act as well. He seriously makes time for his hobby. We have known each other for long. There is a comfortable rapport. Plus he is a good dentist too :) That’s how he became TH’s and my regular dentist.

As you go in, first he’ll have a long chat with you in the consulting room about a variety of topics, none of which are even remotely connected to teeth. Then he’ll have you sit on ‘The Chair’ and examine your teeth. Then he’ll take you back to the consulting room and draw elaborate diagrams and explain in great detail what is wrong with your teeth (without once telling you how it is all your fault !) and how he is going to treat it and how your teeth will be once he is done. Then he’ll ask you your favourite type of music. Then back you go to ‘The Chair’ while he puts on your favourite music…he has an immense and varied collection. And then, finally, the treatment begins. Also, while treating you, he’ll keep up a steady flow of conversation on topics that interest you, he’ll make jokes and also make the most scary utterances such as, ‘It seems we’ll have to perform a surgical procedure in your next visit’, with great ease.

My dentist’s a funny chap.

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Anonymous said…
I've only read the dental series and I love it already.

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