Fucking horrific.
They had to remove a wisdom tooth. Took an xRay, so far, so good.
Came back for extraction, did injections, all fine. He happily went in to pull the tooth, saying"it'll only take 3 seconds easy peasy"
Then it all went fucking wrong. He couldn't
get the tooth out, had to grab with both hands, and wriggle and jiggle it out. Took minutes, not seconds.
Turns out the roots are kind of splayed outwards...like tank traps or something.
He eventually got it out and then showed it to me proudly ...I nearly fainted there and then. It was grim, covered in blood and... something...
He was prattling on about how he wanted to keep the tooth to show other dentists it, because he'd never seen anything like it before and wondered why it hadn't shown up in x-rays etc... But the assistant had chucked it away.
He cleaned me up etc. I Went into reception to book follow up appointment for check up. Felt all dizzy. Had to sit there for 45 minutes. Rang DH who collected me. As I had walked in and didn't feel like I could safely walk the 15minutes home.
Felt like fucking shit the next day, literally laid on the sofa about spaced out and feeling shite couldn't eat, sipped water only.
Was fine after that though. But took over 2 years to get over the trauma of seeing that tooth and the struggle.