Well I'm back, and with two less teeth than before.
It was NOT quite as simple a procedure as most people were saying though.
I was very nervous to begin with when I arrived at the dentist, and it was made a little worse by them running behind schedule, so I had that little buit of extra time to listen to that aweful drill, or whatever it is, being used on other people.
Then its my turn.
I go in, and recieve the injections of anesthetic, and waited 5 mins. Next thing I know, my nice lady dentist was no longer there, but was suddenly replaced by a very large guy who I had seen going in and out of the other rooms earlier.
Anyway, he did all the usual dentist stuff, 'open', 'bite', poke poke, open. then he produced this mean-looking thing and grabbed one of my teeth with it. He started pulling, HARD. He was a big guy and hes arm was really trembling!
Next thing I hear a very loud SNAP, followed by a grunt of some word I didn't quite catch. I realised that the tooth had broken off, and so it was time to dig for the root! He was digging for what seemed like an hour, but was only 10 minutes.
'Ok', he says, then proceeds to pull the other side. And guess what? ... SNAP!
Well I'm home how, and have just removed the gauze, but its still bleeding slightly.. Hope it stops soon.
