Surgery Brain

Today’s “oral surgery” went well.

My boyfriend watched (and took photos) as three masked, blue-and-white clad people crowded over me wielding various tools (including a small hammer, which was a complete surprise and rather shocking). I came away with bits of splintered tooth in a little resealable plastic bag, having had my mouth swabbed out one last time in the reception area, strings of bloody saliva gracing my chin, before being told not to speak/eat/brush my teeth for varying lengths of time.

Needless to say, I’ve not exactly been  en pointe mentally since the appointment. I managed to make it through the process, collecting various medicines at the pharmacy on campus with help from my lovely man, not only because his Chinese is a little better than mine, but also because I’d been told not to speak for two hours.


I rather liked being unable to work today. I tried reading but couldn’t focus, so I spent several hours watching my old favourite – the 1995 BBC Pride and Prejudice – and eating ice cream. Now I have the pleasure of introducing my American boyfriend to the delights of Jennifer Ehle and Colin Firth (and explaining the backstory).

More details on Chinese dentistry soon!



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