I am really bad at looking after my teeth. I avoid dentists because of memories of dentistry when I was a child. The numbing effects of the anaesthetic seemed to last for days. But it has been a long time since a dentist hurt me and the effects of the numbing injection only last a couple of hours at most yet the memory remains from my childhood, making visits to the dentist fairly infrequent.
Radiotherapy seems to affect my teeth and subsequent to treatment, I have had wisdom teeth removed. My vomiting has created acid which is apparently dissolving my teeth. Yesterday I went for a check up and for some advice about intermittent toothache which I manage with painkillers. This dentist was new to me and he was lovely. He explained the problems he found in my mouth and prescribed some super toothpaste to help with the disappearing enamel. He seemed optimistic that my problems could be resolved. Best of all, he did not X-ray my mouth which I find really painful.
I cannot describe how wonderful it is to meet a competent and kind health professional. This encounter with him cheered me up no end and contributed to my well being. So much so, that I bought an ice cream and as I walked along Upper Street to the station, I licked it all up.
Walking whilst ill 