We moved to Plymouth in Aug. 2007 just before I started my degree. In 2009 we have just been allocated a dentist...how appalling is that!
Last year he ended up in hospital have two emergency extractions due to infection. He is not the best of teeth carers but this could of been avoided if he had treatment early.
He is 13 and should have one allocated as a priority. I wrote to the PCT 3 times!! and guess what. I got allocated first?? He should of been first after the surgery NO in fact he should of been allocated when we first moved.
Another indication of the numpties that run the UK. Chew that over Wrigley's.
Over here in Rotterdam I look at England and I wonder what on earth I'm doing living there. I know it is a beautiful place but what on earth am I doing? Why do I live in a place that seems to be going slowly down the plug hole of life...I'm now convinced my depression and anxiety is linked to this.
Since I have been here I feel like a valued person, I don't feel the stress and negativity, I don't see the dirty streets, I don't hear or see rude kids or see violence, I don't see the rage and most of all? I don't feel the constant hopelessness, selfishness, and isolation I do in England.
What has this got to do with dentists? Well I think I need a large extraction....
~I thank you~
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/7993292.stm
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