Bright, shiny and new!

Finally, after five years in the dental wilderness I can see a light at the end of the tunnel! It's nearly all over and in a weeks time I can heave a big sigh of relief that for a while at least I don't have to psych myself up on a fortnightly basis to lie prostrate and terrified sit in the dreaded black chair.

This afternoon was my penultimate appointment (hurrahhhh), this one was to have the temporary crown removed and the real one fitted. The job was duly done, and I might add with minimal anaesthesia, despite having a problem with a touchy nerve in the tooth in question, believe me, I would rather suffer the 'ouch factor' than have one of the '10 seconds in the roof of the mouth' jabs that it would have usually entailed! They hurt like hell, even the dentist himself is only to happy to admit they are no fun at all.

And that was that, 20 minutes later I was sporting a bright shiny new tooth where for at least the last ten years there has been some shambles of temporary repairs.


It didn't come cheap, the NHS will only pay for a gold one (ugh) which at £200 is
hardly a bargain but I needed wanted a white one which comes in at £300. Luckily for me someone very kindly helped me out with the extra bit that I couldn't afford (thank you, you know who you are) and so now I don't have to feel like a character from a James Bond movie each time I smile! :o))

I'm actually quite proud of myself, I have a real serious problem with the dentist and it's taken me years to get this done but at last I did it and although the problems with my teeth are ongoing at least I've got over one big hurdle with them.