“Open wide.”
With the dentist’s chair leaning me back, I nervously open my mouth.
I didn’t want to come here, but a persistent toothache had been nagging at me for a few weeks.
I wince as the dental tools move around in my mouth, the bright light shining in my eyes. At least they keep high-grade sunglasses for patients to use.
One of the tools hits that nerve, and I almost jump out of my seat.
“Apologies.” He moves back. “But other than a needed teeth cleaning, everything looks good.”
“But that tooth hurts.”
“It can happen when the teeth aren't properly cleaned.”
I nod. “Well, let’s get this over with.”
After much scraping and wincing, my mouth is sore, and my teeth are smooth as I walk out of the office.
But the toothache is gone.
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