Oasis Dental Care

I got on the books at this dentist even though it was one of those ‘currently accepting a limited number of NHS patients’ sort of practices. I have to say, the entire place was clean and posh. The front-​desk clerks greeted me immediately and checked me in. Free Nespresso was available in the waiting room. I didn’t have to wait long at all for my appointment. The dentist and nurse were friendly and got things done in a flash. They checked my teeth over and did bite-​wing x-​rays in a matter of minutes and sent me on my way. ‘Ms Larissa D, your teeth are lovely’. Why, thank you.
But the hygienist appointment I booked myself in for afterwards was not for the faint of heart. Blood. It was everywhere. After scraping her way across my bottom gums and sucking what I can only imagine was about a pint of my type B+ up her sucky-​uppy device, she had me rinse my mouth. The blue mouth rinse came out after a swish around my teeth in a river of red. The hygienist persevered and continued her dental torture on my upper gnashers to the same effect.
‘I don’t know why you’re bleeding so much. Your gums are really healthy and your teeth barely have any plaque’, she said.
‘Maybe it’s because you’re poking my gums as a fool would an angry bear’, I wanted to say.
This ‘scale and polish’ cost me £50. By other local dental practice’s standards, that’s steep. Never again.
So, yeah. My NHS checkup was great. The full-​cost, extortionate dental cleaning I got was damn-​near traumatising.