A little background on my final dental visit this year (hopefully). In any case, come the thirty-first of this month, I'll have to find a new dentist if the need for further dental work comes up because that's when my dentist is retiring.
Friday was a miserable day, raining, with the DC area awaiting the possible approach or arrival of Hurricane Joachim, and did I mention that the dentist's office is at MP 17 of the W&OD Trail and my house is at MP 7? Yes I did in a previous post about my dental visits, and I showed up for this final appointment in my running togs with a Metro card (I took Metro to the visit), a credit card (to put the couple thousand plus "change" charge on) and a bottle of water.
Back to the action in the dentist's chair--after a come-to-Jesus moment when the tech removed the first temporary crown with her prongee, she placed the permanent crown on and it fit in nicely. Maybe it'd be alright after all, I thought.
I still hadn't found the rear exit in the back of the chair, though. It turned out that I really should have known where it was.
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I recently had a tooth extracted. I broke the top and my dentist had a real tough time getting it out. Wound up having 5 strong roots, but after an hour and some serious leverage, he was able to pry it out and get rid of that rooting tooth for me. Thank goodness he had some really strong Novocain.
Eunice Greer @ Downtown Dental SC
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