Dental extraction and Toothpaste

There are many things within the world which actual puzzle me. As I dash around from one activity to another I see things that really baffle me and make me wonder how much things have changed. Every Saturday morning, I venture to the local food store to buy my set shopping list for the week. It was as I was pushing my trolley down the health and hygiene aisle that I suddenly realised that I needed toothpaste. As well as being amazed by the choice it got me thinking about teeth and more specifically trips to the dentist…

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Dental care has certainly changed over the years. I remember my dentist I went to when I was younger. It was in the end house next to a roundabout. It had a white door and the waiting room was like a big lounge with the actual dentist chair in what I always thought was the back kitchen! Despite popular belief, I actually have a very small mouth so spent a lot of time with that awful black plastic mask over my face being ‘put to sleep’ via ‘gas’ to have teeth yanked out. Going to sleep for the extraction was ok – waking up, was awful! Feeling groggy and nauseous for some hours after and trying to walk home (we didn’t have a car) with my mum instructing me to take deep breaths – I’m sure I actually hyper-ventilated several times. As a result of all these visits I only have 24 teeth left – and with one back wisdom tooth now removed there is more space within my mouth than teeth at the moment!

I rarely rant when blogging, but I feel today might be one of those rare moments that I do.

There was never the healthy eating campaign when I was growing up. Stood with my piece of bread to dip it in the lamb dripping was a common occurrence and sweets were a treat that we all loved and craved. Sugar was everywhere and a consequence of this was that so were the fillings. Although I don’t have many teeth, I think I have even fewer which do not have some sort of metal glistening from them. Today’s children boast about filling free mouths, to be honest I’m just grateful to still have teeth! Although injections are all the craze now, when I visited the dentist I was put under the influence of something called RA? I’m not sure if this was the right name for it, but looking back it was appears to have been some sort of LSD breathable drug! My memories of this are horrible, mind bending scenarios which caused reoccurring nightmares for days after. I was so pleased when I actually managed to have the courage to ask for injections instead.

Over the years I developed a mortal fear of dentists – nearly passing out just sat in the waiting room. My current dentist has been great with me and I thank him every visit for being so tolerable of my ‘condition’. I was well on the mend put a recent nasty root canal has shot me back a long way. This was with a different dentist and I think, in future, I will suffer the pain and sleepless nights rather than going to the emergency dentist!


I rarely rant when blogging, but I feel today might be one of those rare moments that I do. What on earth has happened to toothpaste! I understand that we have to clean our teeth and that flossing and dental brushes and mouthwash are all now considered almost essential elements of tooth care, but why so many toothpastes! As I was growing up, I think I can probably remember three – the old person’s one (pure white and in a boring tube), the fresh breath one (clear blue and tangy!), the three in one (think this was called SR – three stripes each doing its own thing) and final, and this was definitely the strangest, the powder one? Yes that’s right – there was definitely a powder toothpaste. I remember my dad used it. It was in a tin, you took the lid off and dabbed your wet toothbrush into it and brushed. I’m sure it probably removed tartar since it was like brushing with grit or the old fashion metal scouring pads! Looking at the shelf nowadays there is a mass of toothpastes all claiming wonderful effects – whitening, gentle whitening, extra whitening, sensitive and caring whitening, whitening with fresh breath and even fresh breath with anti fungal additives for your tongue…maybe got carried away with that last one. I’m all in favour of choice, but do we really need all these different types of toothpaste? Each promising wonderful results within their ten day challenges. My current shopping tactic for toothpaste? Look for the cheapest or the one on offer or, failing that, close my eyes and just grab one. For me, I just want a toothpaste which cleans my teeth, doesn’t burn the inside of my mouth out and leaves my breath fresh so that people don’t shy away when I am breathing next to them.

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2 comments for “Let Me In! – Simon’s Cat – YouTube

  1. February 19, 2017 at 2:00 pm

    Would be cool to play an one off, one of the dungeon crawls you made! Maybe the 8 level one!!!

  2. March 21, 2017 at 12:05 am

    I miss those early days so much. The current state of rpg’s , the rpg xubculture if you like, doesn’t feel like it did back then. I can’t quite put my finger on it.

    I was introduced to Advanced D&D 1st Edition, by my sisters boyfriend (the BEST boyfriend of the many she had IMHO..), who showed me S3 Expedition to the Barrier Peaks module after discovering I enjoyed computer based adventure games, I was hooked immediately and it wasn’t too long before I was hanging around the local game shop, Games Gallery, from which I was invited to join in a game run by the assistant manager, who was to become my long and good friend Steve, who was coincidentally, the reason I got to work at the local branch of Games Workshop for a time. Working there, in those days, before it became a Warhammer only shop, was amazing. It was the proverbial kid in the sweet shop!. Staff discount made it even sweeter – 50% off GW’s own products, and 25% off everything else. We also ran a great rpg club, with about 60-80 members at its peak.
    I was always the GM for my main group as no one else had the time it took to prepare a game properly, though after a few changes to the group, and people from the club popping up, I eventually got to play. Games by a company called Fantasy Games Unlimited (FGU) were very popular in all of my groups. FGU sold games such as Bushido, Aftermath,Space Opera, Chivalry & Sorcery, Freedom Fighters, and Bunnies & Burrows, but there were many many more games, by many different companies, covering all sorts of genres – and I still have them all. Many were, as was the style back then, table and chart and rule HEAVY. We loved that. Comparing themto the current crop of “rules lite” systems, I would certainly go back to the old games instead. We played these games sometimes 5 days a week, as for a time we were all unemployed. It was all we did.
    I often spent days creating scenarios, making maps, creating player characters as well as npc’s. I found it quite therapeutic, as is miniature painting – thousands of the little buggers packed away testify to the time I spent doing it. My “toy soldiers” as my brother in law calls them…
    I used to get quite attached to my favourite characters, and whilst one or two died over the decades, most did not.
    For almost all of my characters I would go overboard by most people’s standards. I like to have an image for my characters, whether a photo or artwork. Sometimes I will see an image and that is the base for the whole character, built around the image.
    I always believed as a player, that giving the GM a detailed background, list of goals, motivations, friends, contacts and enemies, will help the GM bring my character into the game more, by using some of what I have given him in the game. As a GM I like to see what players come up with for their characters, and will often use it in the game. It involves the player more, makes the game more personal if part of the game is suddenly about them, and it can help the players become more invested in their characters.
    For myself, I would often map out the characters home, create a family tree, siblings, etc.
    For our Star Trek RPG (by FASA Corp), I created the whole crew of a 500+ personnel star ship… All as detailed player characters. Unnecessary and a bit OTT I know, but it helped bring every department on the ship alive, every member of the landing party was a person not simply a red shirt.

    I am often bemused whilst watching streams when I see the gm of a streamed game pull some “new” idea out of his box of tricks, and the players are like “wow!”, “that’s original”, “I would never have thought of doing it that way!”, knowing we did it 30-40 years ago.

    The games my most recent group and I played/ran, were very detailed games with a lot of depth. Quite dark games too, mature themed, and often very emotional and intense. Having played with the same people for nigh on 20 years, you create a bond, a closeness and familiarity that allows you to communicate in a way you couldn’t, with people you don’t know very well.
    I have been brought to tears several times in recent years during the last (decade long) game we played ,as some scenes were simply too emotional or powerful, overwhelming (GM was a bastard – but an EXCELLENT GM).

    Sadly the group folded, but the GM offered to keep the game going for just me, which he did for a few years, which to be honest I really needed, as it helped me through a bad depression at that time).
    Over the years I have experienced a lot of things because of rpg’s, and made some great friends, too. I have a lot to be grateful for, regarding rpg’s. I was discussing with my brother in law, my collection of rpg’s and miniatures. When he realised how much they are worth, (some regularly sell for £100’s!) he always tells me to sell sell sell. He doesn’t grasp what they mean to me .
    Yet I won’t. Part of me hopes and prays that I will get a local group together (even some of the old group!) and start using them again. But aside from that, as my memory fails, little by little each year, these boxes and books and miniatures on the shelves are my constant reminders of happy and sad and exciting moments, and great fun, and more importantly, great friends.

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