Time in the dentist chair

Imagine lying back in the dentist chair and your dentist asks you what music you would like.
It happened to me today.
“Piano,” I said.
“How about Lang Lang ?”

And I drift off to the sound of Lang Lang playing Chopin while gentle Jamie, everyone’s favourite dentist in Bridge of Allan and surrounding areas, gets to work on a piece of microscopic surgery.

Certainly, having root treatment and a crown fitted was a revelation to me. I had no idea it involved drilling down and removing the offending nerve then replacing it with a thin piece of rubber little wider than a thick strand of hair.