Dentist Horror

School was off today because NUTty teachers are on strike- i don't mind since i get to have a lay in whilst they're butchering the government into paying them more.

My day was not as relaxing as planned, after i went to the dentist for a tooth extraction.
On the way there i was imagining, you know, blood baths and saws and hammers for teeth and stuff, but after she finished pulling at my tooth i realised it wasn't so bad after all. I mean yeah, she used an anaesthetic and there was no knee-on-chest-yank-it-out sort of thing. No no, my swedish dentist is very cautious. Maybe she reads minds and read mine and discovered that i don't deal with pain. Not very well anyways. Last time i had a tooth extraction, at age 7, i think i kicked my dentist. Reflex or just revenge? I don't know, but i was NOT a happy bunny. Evil lady she was, old and cranky and midget-like. Bad bad memories.
Ah no worries, Cliff was there- otherwise i might've kicked this one too, although she used an anaesthetic and i'm 8 years older and wiser.

Cliff told me some stories about his horror dentist and apparently once he pulled out the wrong tooth. LOL that does not sound fun. His dentist was apparently "a huge ginger guy". Well, i guess that's scarrier than mine then.

Another extraction on Tuesday. So then i won't be able to chew with either sides of my mouth. Oh joys of being a kid.