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Published: August 26th 2007
My temporary filling
Each time it is drilled out, dug a bit deeper, and then refilled. Mummy... :-(Okay, so we haven't posted any blogs in a while. Why is that? No, it's not because we've lost interest in sharing our trips with the back-homies. It's because what we've been spending our money and free time on is (in my opinion) not worth talking about. But hey, for the sake of realism, lets do an update. Guess what we've been doing with our last few long weekends. No, not visiting beaches all over the east... nope, not hanging around the house eating pancakes....no, not even grating each other's eyeballs and dipping them in vinigar. We've been doing.......
DENTISTRY!!! AAAaaaaaaaaa........... gulp.
Yes friends, my worst fears were realised when a small piece of tooth chipped off as I bit into an apple (a rare pleasure... the apple not the chipped tooth). In a brief moment I was plunged from my 5 blissful years without a dentist in smelling distance, to a world of torture and money depravity. PAIN! Lots of pain....
What happened is that I ended up having to go to a dental hospital in Yongsei, Seoul. They found that a underneath an old filling from way back when I was a tyke, the tooth had kept being eaten away, until the cavity reached the pulp (read crazy sensitive part of the tooth). What they have to do is drill out all the pulp - a.k.a. root canal surgery - and then fill it with something else and cap it with gold. And that's the cheap option!
All in all I get to pay big bucks to get 7 (YES 7!) sessions of drilling. Of course I can only do this on my off days, so every Monday I've been taking the 2 hour train & bus trip into Seoul just to go through lots of pain. All I can think of is that for the same price I could buy
two old
cars (okay so cars are cheap here) and smash them into each other. And it would be quicker and more fun. And less painful.... even if I was driving. Or I could finally buy the laptop I want and then smash it with a baseball bat. Another cheaper option. You see why I don't want to talk about it.
Okay there it is. It's off my chest. Don't feel much better, but now you all know. You'd better pray for me. 3 treatments down and 4 left to go.
Oh ja. One other thing. Last time I was there Cath had a checkup. Turns out she has like 5 cavities. Small, but she's got to get them done before they... reach.. the... plulp. Expensive and not fun. Loads of the other foreign teachers are also getting major dental work done. Apparently there's no flouride in the drinking water and the toothpaste is full of sugar.
We can go together. She's more brave when it comes to the social psychopaths who chose to become professional teeth miners. Pray for both of us.
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Patricia Graves
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Praying real hard
Ok - sugar in the toothpaste - so that is one more thing to have sent to me when I go overseas to teach.