Some Hungarian Dentistry

Mar 06, 2012 21:43

So, I took my nightshift Tuesday off, to see the dentist. She wanted to pull one of my teeth out.

So I go there at half past four, I get my injections alright, and she started to fish in my mouth. Problem is, the crown part is completely broken off and she should have pulled the roots out - but she couldn't get to them. About fifteen minutes and four various instruments later, she gave up and told me that I should see a specialist with it. I have to go to the city for it, but they take patients all night so yeah, awesome.

(Before you start to bawl your eyes out, note that I basically didn't feel anything. Fo' reals.)

So Dad drove me to the city, we go in and they told us that the afternoon shift is JUST ending, and the night shift starts at half past eight. At that moment, it was half past six. So after a brief debate, we drove home, idled for a while, then drove back.

We got there early, they took my ID, Social sec card, and after fifteen minutes, they called me in. And then it turned out that the specialist treatment has no night shift; there's only a regular dentist. =3

So now I can get up at six in the morning, take public transport, because there won't be any parking places at that time, and the treatments start at eight, ending at eleven. There's not even any guarantee that I'll get treated during that interval. At ten in the evening, work starts.

Awesome.

info, rant

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