The tale of the 'dirty dentist'.
Many years ago, the mister and I would leave our
respective offices at the end of the day and meet at our
dentist office for a joint check up.
This meant that we could travel home together.
Usually the dentist would call us in together and check the teeth of one of us while
the other stood watching/waiting.
One time he suggested that the mister might like to wait in the
waiting area as he needed to
give my teeth a more thorough inspection, and that we didn't need to always have the same appointment time...double appointments were not always available and we could attend on different days if we wanted.
The mister said 'no, it's ok I'll hang on here' and then 5 or 10 minutes
later we were all done and dusted and homeward bound.
Many years before that I had once been sedated, at a different
dentists office, for an extraction and the dentist there had
used what I thought he termed 'twilight sleep'. I don't remember much about
the procedure except my ma waking me up to tell me it was all done.
Fast forward to a couple of weeks after our joint dental
examination and the mister reading the newspaper...... and suddenly
exclaiming 'the dirty dentist!'.
It transpires that our dentist was in trouble and was to be a dentist no more.
A lady patient had been sedated for a procedure and woke up a little earlier
than she should have......to find something in her mouth that was attached to the dentist.
A different sort of 'procedure' that had been going on for some time apparently.
We changed to a different surgery.
As you would.