The dreaded visit to the dentist got a whole lot worse when I fractured a tooth, right down the middle. It would of course be the one that I had root treated last year at much pain and cost.
It had to be extracted.
1 hour and 15 minutes, 2 dentists and 3 injections..............I was a shaking wreck.
I've had some bad experiences, but that was the tops.
And I still have to return for the original reason I had the appointment.
The reason I invested in some make-up concealer for my face, will no doubt be visible all over my chops tomorrow.
Happy days and Tramadol nights.