I'm on the corporate travelling trail again, flying hither and thither, which means any aches and pains you have accumulated at home become even more problematic to solve when you're on the road.
However, when I got back home to the UK again, my dead tooth isn't hurting as much. I think she did some dentist voodoo on me that lasted for 24 hours to make me go back to her and spend more loot.
They love pulling things out, putting things in temporarily to replace it, then pulling them out again and putting something else in. I said to her 'look, my life expectancy is probably around 73 - 75, just about when my mortgage ends. Is there really much point in doing anything with my teeth?'
She made a sad noise. I guess that's because she's missing all those potential fees.
Wait for them to break some of those mean devices in the root canals. Then they talk real money 😯