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Had a slightly sore tooth for the last few days. This is a filling with a long history, repeatedly redone every few years, including once on the sly by a friend of mine in Belfast who was repeating his dentistry exams and sneaked me into the teaching clinic. (He botched it - there was a good reason why he had failed - and I had to get another friend who had passed hers to redo it a few days later.) It was subsequently redone by the excellent Dr Bastasic in Banja Luka many years ago.

Two months ago I realised that it was ages since I'd had a check-up, found a dentist near the office used by a colleague, and went to them. They did it, charged me a huge amount, and then told me to come back in a few days for polishing, which also cost a fortune.

Then the old filling started twinging last weekend. When I decided this morning that I really needed to get it seen to today, before I set off on eight days of travelling, the expensive dentist I'd used in January couldn't fit me in. Luckily I found another who was prepared to look at me right after lunch. He took one look at the historically problematic filling, shook his head sadly and said, "Il faut sortir tout ça." Why the hell didn't the other expensive dentists spot that there was a potential problem back in January?

Anyway, the new dentist was very chatty. Turned out his father had been a Belgian soldier posted to Northern Ireland during World War II, in Portstewart. Much discussion about Bosnia and wars of religion, some of which was a monologue by him as he fiddled around with my mouth. I was pleased with myself at being able to carry on the conversation in French as far as was physically feasible in the circumstances.

Anyway he has warned me that it will hurt like buggery for the next twenty-four hours, so those of you who see me tomorrow may find me less talkative than sometimes. Or seeking anasthesia.



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Mar. 9th, 2006 03:27 pm (UTC)
Following something in the region of 10 years of not seeing a dentist and my recent dentist adventures, I don't trust them as far as I can throw them. (And I still have, allegedly, four teeth that need sorting out!)

You have my full sympathy.
Mar. 9th, 2006 03:35 pm (UTC)
Good god, I never knew Portstewart was so cosmopolitian! I thought we'd always had to rely on the Morelli's to inject a bit of European flair into the place.
Mar. 9th, 2006 03:41 pm (UTC)
If this is a decent local dentist in Heverlee, can you spot me his name?
Mar. 9th, 2006 03:53 pm (UTC)
This one was round the corner from work (in Brussels) rather than home.

But I have been to a good one on Leeuwerikenstraat, I think (riffles on-line phonebook) E. Angkadjaja, Leeuwerikenstraat 52, 016/202317. Or else it was Paulissen, Leeuwerikenstraat 46, 016/404959.
Mar. 10th, 2006 09:32 am (UTC)
Text me if you're "off campus" during Pcon on Friday or Monday, and I can pay for some anesthetizing in a local pub...

Crazy(and thinking it would be fun to catch you in Dublin, though a bit silly since we're both based in Belgium...)Soph
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