Pinned down by the 'Park 2'; never seen them before, apparently, neither had the Park Ranger!
|What is it about mummy's lap?|
But he was a bit concerned for 'his' ducks!
A visit to this park can only mean one thing...another visit to the dentist. Pain in the palate and the tooth that had root canal work done 2 years ago!
Seems there is an infection, (huzzah for antibiotics), and apparently I will have to have the whole thing drilled out, packed to clear any other 'yucky stuff' and then have to go to Wellingborough to see a 'specialist' who has the know how and equipment to see what's going on in high definition, so to speak. (About 15 times actual size). The 3(!) roots I have in this tooth have weeny little branches, almost invisible on a regular X-ray and this is where the infection is.
To say I am a bit apprehensive is a slight understatement. Not so much the work itself but the fact I have to Wellingborough, (never been), and a different dental surgery. But what is weird, is that the dentist was the original chap I saw here in Northampton, who has gone on to specialise. I went to him as he did call outs and when my mum was housebound he came to see her. At the time, I wasn't registered with a dentist, so it seemed a good move to go with him. I only saw him about once before he left and have been with Mr Q ever since.
I am beginning to think I should have a dental chair with my name on a brass plaque on, like at the theatre, I feel as though I have taken 'root' there!