Scaling-ing my teeth

Nun, my ‘sister’ called up yesterday to check out on me. She wants to drop by at her father’s clinic and wondering whether I want to go as well as I’ve been nagging non stop about my teeth.

It’s been awhile since I had my scaling. Actually, it has been years, the last time I had it was in the year of 2004, in my final year in UIA to be exact.

So, Nun being so generous picks me up at my office and we went straight to Uncle Tajuddin’s clinic in Rawang. It’s not that far from PBD with this new highway.

Dentist always bring shivers down my spine. By looking at all the dental equipment, the steels and the drills is enough to me dizzy and grasp for air. Uncle Taj had to assure me several times and used all his skills in managing patient just to keep me still. I guess if there are sweets nearby, he might resort to coax me with it as I’ve been behaving like 3 years old kid.

Uncle Taj has a magnificent gift in being a dentist apart from he’s a specialist and has being in the industry for over 40 years. I remember the last time I went for scaling, the doctor is being so hard on my gum that it bleeds several times over the course of my treatment. But with Uncle Taj, I hardly bleed; he cleans it perfectly that I can’t find any traces of cavities at all. He finishes it with polishing. It’s damn funny about this polishing thing, the sound of it just like hearing the sound of my car being polish.

He wants to give me a great family discount but since my company covers the bills, I asked him to quote higher, hehe. He deserves it anyway.