Had an appointment to my dentist today, and I always feel a bit nervous before I get to know if there’s any caries or something worth.
Last time, six month ago, I had to pull one tooth out because it was totally destroyed under the crown. Fortunately it was located farthest back in my mouth, but nevertheless, I get sad and frustrated when it goes like that.
That’s not what you want to do or hear when you are doing everything to keep your teeth and mouth clean and fresh.
Today he “only” had to repair a minor cavity. It only took seconds, so it must have been smaller then the smallest pin head.