ever since my arrival in this god forsaken country i've had endless trouble with my teeth.
Today i called my dentist, only to find she had pulled an evac.
'she no longer works here'
'shes gone?'
'yes, she left'
'do you know were shes gone to?'
'no i wasnt here when she left'
.......
'oh, then ok... thanks very much'
Clank#
Should have known, last time i was there she literally, with long metal scape thing in one hand, pulled two fighting assistance nurses apart. I lay there drooling, not because they were hot, but because i had just received an injection. That how they roll in SE London.
I wiki'ed tooth infection, hoping to stumble apon a miraculous cure for toothache, but instead was filled with gloom. It seems from the info available i'm on my way too root canal number three. thats three in three years. And as just mentioned, i need to find a decent dentist. Dr Rita, if you can hear me... please contact me urgently.
I'll be leaving for my 7 night VIP cabin holiday on saturday and at a minimum need antibiotics.
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