I woke up today with a throbbing absess having a party under one of my back teeth. Now I have never had any problems with my teeth, always been healthy but this morning was a killer, cheek swollan like a hamster on speed! So entering the dentist, not being able to talk without screaming, I show him my suprise. After 10 minutes of screaming at me why had I left it this long!! And all in greek, so took me a few minutes to figure out the score :lol: Anyway, I explain, as best as I could, before writing it down on paper, seemed to be the less painful and quicker option. The pain had started last night and that the results were like an alarm clock awakeing me at 10am. So he drains the absess; whilst screaming he replied ' shhh it's ok, slowly slowly', me thinking 'I'd ram it up your arse 'slowly slowly'. After a nice sight of blood on an empty stomach, the dentist said 'now lets pull that tooth'...........like fark Mr, step away if you value your life! So he injected me twice with a local, tried to pull the tooth with a scream of 'Farking Malaka!', so he gave me a 3rd! Did it work, nope! It wasn't the tooth that hurt, it was the absess. He asked me what do I want to do (apart from taking the alcoholic route in life), seeing as I'd been put through enough pain, I thought 'no turning back', my reply; Just pull the b@stard out So after 5 minutes of the worst pain I had felt in a long time, the dentist called in for his 2nd assistant and asked for 2 people in the waiting room to help. With my legs, arms and head being pinned down, I couldn't do anything else but scream! So after a total of 2hrs in the operating chair, everything was done and dusted. See, I asked for Voltral, the pain was horrid, he smile and said no! I reply, well, not nicely, then I ask for Tylex, no go either! So if it wasn't for him being my friend's dad, I think I'd be viewing the insides of a nice Cypriot jail for abuse. I'm usually such a nice lass but hell to the pain!! p.s. sorry for the spelling, still feeling a tad iffy!