At the dentist

I've got a lovely dentist; she gave me a local anaesthetic and then thoroughly cleansed my gum pockets.

It's a bit rotten of me to recreate this for my blip as if it was something horrific. Because it wasn't. But I've been thinking about teeth all day long, so here it is - what I imagine to be the dentist's view.

Strangely, like many people, my anxiety dreams are of teeth falling out, but last night, going to bed thinking about the procedure before me, no such dream occurred.