My tooth had been playing up for a while, I eventually get round to making the phone call. I get a quick appointment. Here, in the waiting room, I begin to feel a sense of unsettling trepidation. Barbed wire surrounding barbed notices, plants dying, the buzz of flourescent light. My name is called. The congenial dentist puts me at ease. A filling has come out, triggering off the root nerves. A temporary filling. “Let’s see what happens over the month”. I’m not looking forward to coming back. But if this view in the waiting room was more welcoming I might feel less apprehensive.
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