Ok then, having your thumb stitched up with no local, as it hurts more having a local in the wound so easier to ask them to pop in 10 stitches, so you can get back to the pub
And to be sure, the dammed doctor had 4 attempts at getting a local to work and failed on each attempt!!!
or here's another, splitting your tooth, the root canal one, vertically on a fork, so that meant spending the weekend with it hanging on the metal insert
, twas a bit sore!! So drove back to the RN HQ on the Monday, popped into the dentist (a mate) for him to remove the offending gnasher. On this occasion, he advised the need for a local, which I duly accepted.
So sat in the chair, looking in the mirror on the light as he hammered away to get the root out
I got a bit worried when he went, tap tap, bugger............ Hang on he went, tap tap tappity tap, bugger and feck.....
Sorry mate, got to flail your jaw, mirror removed, more local applied, scalpel appeared, much slicing and I looked up at the blonde holding my head steady, to see a brunette assistant. When he stopped hammering, muggins went, where's the blonde lass? dentist mate looked down, I looked over on my right to see unconscious nurse on the floor in recovery position with another lass looking after her. Seems she hadn't seen a flailed jaw before
Neither had I so I flicked the mirror down for a look, not pretty.......... Anyyyyyyyyyy how, 2 hours later, the offending root was out, many stitches and loads of local, 2 black eyes followed by 24 hours in bed with some whisky
Didn't hurt at all to be honest, apart from the bleedin jabs in the roof of the gob.
Is he there still ????????
