Back in the Dentist’s Chair

20 Mar

What a day!

I front up again like the proverbial lamb, held together by one saving grace. This is it: the end of the line. By two-thirty: three at the latest: I’ll be free!

I convince myself that today will be easier. After all, aren’t I getting to be an old hand at this? My third session in as many weeks; surely familiarity breeds something positive.

It doesn’t take long to dispel this dream: five minutes in, I know this is one of those things that simply doesn’t get better.

Oh, what a sigh of relief I’ll breathe at the end of it…..

“There are two more holes,” the dentist tells me matter-of-fact. It’s just as well I am sitting down.

Oh well, such is life!

 

 

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