Like pulling teeth… no, really.
May
After mulling over my slightly painful wisdom teeth, I decided to book myself in for some loving at my local dentist. Cue the usual prodding and poking, occasional whelps of pain (I mean, manly grunts…). I was told that it was about time I became a little less wise, and had them removed.
Now I’ve got a pretty good tolerance when it comes to pain… It’s something that’s evolved over the past eight years of breaking bones, spraining ankles, having appendixes removed and riding in ambulances (some may say I’m a little unlucky – I say I’m getting my NI payments back by force). Still, having seen the look of horror on peoples faces when telling them I was about to have three wisdom teeth removed under local anaesthetic, I decided to play it safe and take a couple of days off work. (more…)
