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HE flashed her mys­te­ri­ous smile and whis­pered gen­tly: “Open wide.” Then she went in and started prob­ing my cav­ity. At first she was so ten­der I al­most got up and said: “OK, now you lie down, open wide and let me do you.”

Un­for­tu­nately, that’s where the good times ended.

She whipped out a stain­less-steel con­trap­tion and started ex­ca­vat­ing. Wa­ter and white den­tal shrap­nel sprayed all over my face. She wasn’t wor­ried be­cause she had a pro­tec­tive mask. Ev­ery three sec­onds she would stop quar­ry­ing to chas­tise me for be­ing a cry-baby.

When I made the ap­point­ment, all I wanted was to have the trou­ble­some tooth ex­tracted. Oh no, she had in­sisted, in her pro­fes­sional opin­ion the tooth could be saved.

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