so just had my 3rd visit in 14 days to my dentist - had a bit lot of toothache and went to get it checked out.
Haven't been there in a while, it must be said... not that I'm a little wussy or anything, but I am not hugely keen on the enormous array of sharp hooked nightmares he keeps in that drawer. I cannot believe that so many different poky/proddy things and different drill bits actually exist in one place...
Nevertheless, he said the magic words - Root Canal. I was patched up and the canal was scheduled for a week later. It hurt like hell afterwards - with all the pulling and scraping and stuff, it felt like he'd smashed my jaw with a steamroller. It was given a week to "settle" before today's finish-up to make sure there was no infections or whatever.
It's mid-winter here in .za, which is a great pity since my dentist is a two-minute drive from the beach. I usually schedule appointments around the weather so I can take lunch in the sun there after I have been drilled and filled (my teeth, not me). The last two visits have all been in the pissing rain and no beach-going possible, but the sun is shining and so I went there afterwards to recuperate.
The plus is that the beach is the local unofficial nude beach (and also a notorious cruising spot - not that I'm that kind of guy; at least, not often) and so I actually managed an hour's worth of light tanning to give me a jump on the coming summer. The beach was basically deserted, so I got naked and even splashed about in the waves while making sure I didn't get caught in a rip with the tide going out.
I avoided any activity with the lunchtime cruising crowd when they arrived, though, although frolicking about with one's knob out does tend to garner a certain level of interest from the horny clothed masses.
However, it is something I hope to not repeat - at a cost of two thousand rand, which is a large chunk of change, it put the anal into root canal.
Right - back to work, the lot of you!