I’m sure you’ve done it too – put off making a dentist appointment for much longer than you should have. Then comes the catalyst when something hurts and you realise you MUST go. Trembling with fear for pain in your mouth and your wallet, your force yourself to go, convinced most of your teeth are on the verge of falling out. That’s when the happy moment comes: you’re definitely due for a good clean, but that’s it. Remember to floss and we’ll see you in six months. I walked out of the dental clinic this afternoon feeling ever so lucky I didn’t have a head full of anaesthetic. What a blessed relief!
By Amie Brûlée
Amie Brûlée is a musician, performer, teacher and researcher. She sings, plays piano, double bass and ukulele, unearths old songs and writes new ones. Amie also has a PhD in wine and anthropology and adores teaching wine tasting, gastronomy and song-writing. Amie lives in central Victoria with a house full of instruments, a head full of songs and a cellar full of wine.View all of Amie Brûlée's posts.