They are not all ‘A; students, some dental student got a ‘D’ in class...
Maybe he could work off his sentence by volunteering in some refugee camps...
Hmmm, nothing about losing his license to practice...
Had a tooth pulled today by a beautiful female dentist and her shoulder holding arm rubbing beautiful female assistant.
They want me back next week to consult on starting to put theeth back into my mouth. Which surprised me because this was the fourth tooth they pulled in the last couple of years.
I told them no that’s OK I can make due without. But they insisted and said the insurance company pays so I was like OK then.
After, I couldn’t talk so I just waved and they were happy. I really could do without but they are so wonderful I don’t mind. :)
Avoid “remote village” dentists - there’s a reason they’re there.
This is what you call socialized medicine.
You could write a musical about this - just give the dentist a rival who is a florist with an unusual plant in his little shop.
I went in for my annual routine checkup. Everything was fine until he put his finger up my posterior. I’m getting a new dentist.
Sounds like the last dentist I saw.
Ugh this reminds me of the 1996 movie called The Dentist with Corbin Bernsen.
The dentist starts performing cruel dental torture on his patients after learning his wife cheated on him.
Here is the trailer:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MMm2fh8b6Ig
This is the kind of dental treatment waiting for us if socialized medicine comes to the U.S.
“It isn’t safe.”
***ripped out healthy teeth***
Reminds me of what happened to my Mother-in-law fifty years ago.
She went to a dentist to have her PERFECT teeth cleaned. She was a chronic talker and tried to talk while he was working on her.
She told him about how she had arthritis problems, HE got dollar signs in his eyes and told her that her arthritis was caused by her teeth, and if she let him pull them her arthritis problems would go away.
She did, he jerked them all. He then walked away with a handful of cash, she walked away with new ill fitting plates.
Her arthritis problems never went away.
Then there was that horse doctor, Dr Moss in Farmington NM back in 1955 which tortured an eight year old boy, me! I’ve never forgotten him!