No Injection Necessary...

I am now the owner of one matt white filling. I'm really happy it's all over. But I have to say, it wasn't such a big deal. I had butterflies in my stomach on the way to the dentist and was really very nervous sitting in the waiting room. But once I got in to the dentist's chair it was fine. She put my mind at rest and gave me the option of an injection to kill the pain or not. I decided against that. I didn't really want to have a numb mouth for three hours and I don't mind a little pain. So it was just me, the dentist and the drill. I watched her write NIN in my notes. "No Injection Necessary".

The dentist did say that if I started to feel any pain during the drilling I should raise my hand. I joked, "what? raise my hand as a fist and punch you in the face?" I laughed. She laughed. But not as convincingly as I did.

Five minutes later it was all over. I'd been drilled out, stuffed with some white stuff and had ultraviolet shone in my gob to make it harden. It took a few more sessions to file the filling down to the correct level though. But fifteen minutes after walking into the dentist's surgery I was walking out again. Job done.

And you know what? I might even go back for another check-up in six months. Heavens. That'd be *two* check-ups in thirty-one years. My mother will be pleased.