Nice picture and I have a story about that.
Back in the mid-60’s, my father was a dentist and I was in elementary school. On the morning we were to drive away on vacation I awoke with gawd-awful pain from an impacted tooth. Swelling and ache and such. A simple touch and I howled.
Now my dad didn’t want to make the morning drive in traffic from our home in the suburbs to his downtown office and back. Would put us way behind schedule and he was all about schedule (Great Santini, anyone?)
So, he iced my tooth and gums, and when numb, he used pliers to pull the tooth.
This took great effort on his part—hard to pull the tooth.
I sat on the kitchen table for the entire ‘procedure.’
When numbness wore off, he iced it again and again to dull the pain.
Eventually the tooth was successfully pulled and off we went on vacation.
Yep.
That’s old school stuff.
I’ve actually pulled one of my own with the pliers.
Didn’t make sense for me to pay a dentist when I could do it myself.