I developed a tooth abscess last year whilst in France. We stopped at a village and I knocked on the door of the dentist's house. A little old lady walked past me and said "he won't help you". "Why?" I asked in my best French. "Because he is dead!" she replied.
Eventually I found a lovely dentist who charged me next to nothing and gave me a carrier bag full of medication (but make sure you know how to take it given the French predilection for taking their drugs using the less comfortable method).
Eventually I found a lovely dentist who charged me next to nothing and gave me a carrier bag full of medication (but make sure you know how to take it given the French predilection for taking their drugs using the less comfortable method).