Numbness takes over and you’re quite happy and relieved when they start with the drills. I can take that. I can even take the jaw-jarring drill that seems to really be quite rough, even though I did sink a little further into the seat.
Then I caught sight of the root canal file. I’ve seen one before but it’s like those car crash victims who have amnesia, I forgot it immediately. Today it brought it all back and I sat there thinking about how bloody large these things were and he was pushing it up into my jaw.
Ow. Double ow. Thank god for jaw-numbing drugs.
Tags: root canal
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