Amalgam Removal: Visit Four

Published on 2 March 2026 at 20:09

13 February

I am finally mercury free.

Hannah reached that milestone five weeks ago, during our second visit. For her, the process took just two weeks from start to finish. For me, it has taken three treatment visits and four weeks elapsed time.

Technically, it could have been done in two visits and two weeks for me as well. However, during my second treatment, which was our third visit overall, we decided to prioritise restorative work on my crowns instead. So the mercury removal was spread out slightly longer.

And perhaps that, in itself, reflects something we have learned from working the land. Regeneration is rarely about speed. It is about timing, capacity, and respecting what the system can handle at any given moment.

Now, though, it is done.

A breeze for Hannah

This visit was beautifully straightforward for Hannah. She needed two inlays fitted, and to her surprise, Dan said she would not need any injections. What a relief. Anaesthetic tends to cause her unpleasant side effects, so avoiding it felt like a real blessing.

She was in the chair for barely half an hour and came out smiling, relieved, and ready for a celebratory coffee.

Little did she know that coffee would be delayed.

Dan was running about half an hour behind schedule. We had arrived for 10am, Hannah was in the chair around 10:30, and finished by 11. Dan still felt confident he had plenty of time before his 12:30 meeting with his accountant.

I must admit, I feel more relaxed when appointments are not stacked tightly together. Dan often emphasises that he does not rush his patients and will take whatever time is needed. That ethos resonates with us. On the smallholding, rushing almost always costs more in the long run. Care, attention, and thoroughness matter.

His speed and precision are remarkable. The efficiency with which he removes and replaces amalgam is genuinely impressive. And to be clear, he has not asked us to say that.

My turn: the final three

Then it was my turn.

I was in the chair for about an hour and twenty-five minutes. We decided to remove the final three amalgams first. Injections into the right side, top and bottom, then the rubber dam, protective cloak, suction, mask, and we were underway.

The final three mercury fillings were removed swiftly and replaced.

I had hoped I might escape with anaesthetic on one side only. However, when it came to fitting the crowns, one tooth proved sensitive. That meant another injection. In total, three injections and both sides of my mouth numbed ☹

During the procedure, I felt absolutely fine.

After fitting the first crown, though, Dan paused. He explained that he was not entirely happy with the second crown. He could have fitted it, but being meticulous, he advised against it. We agreed to order a new one.

The downside is that I now need a fifth visit.

The upside is that there will be no charge for that additional appointment.

And the bigger milestone remains: all my mercury is now out.

Removing it feels symbolic. On the land, we work constantly to reduce chemical inputs, to build soil that can buffer toxins, to create systems that are cleaner and more resilient year by year. This felt like the internal equivalent. Removing a long-standing source of toxicity and trusting that, given time, the body can begin recalibrating.

The aftermath

We had planned to wander down towards Hyde Park after the appointment, perhaps via Oxford Street and Marble Arch. But when I left the dentist, I felt unexpectedly tired and heavy headed.

Hannah was ready for coffee. I, on the other hand, felt like a zombie.

This time, the higher dose of anaesthetic seemed to hit me hard. We live quite naturally and avoid painkillers unless absolutely necessary. There is not even paracetamol in our house. It made me wonder whether anaesthetic has a stronger impact because I so rarely have it.

It reminded me of coffee. If you drink several cups daily, the effect is blunted. If you drink two or three per week, each one has a noticeable impact. Perhaps anaesthetic works in a similar way.

During the procedure I felt steady. It was afterwards that the fog descended. I did not want to talk. I could not really talk. I just wanted quiet streets and slow movement.

So we avoided the crowds and busy roads and gently made our way towards Hyde Park.

Resurfacing in Hyde Park 🌿

By the time we reached the park, I was slowly coming round. Each quiet step seemed to bring clarity back.

We entered through Marble Arch: Here’s our photo

Hyde Park felt like relief. Open space. Winter trees. Air moving freely.

And then came the squirrels.

Squirrels have been my favourite animal ever since I first arrived in Europe forty years ago. First in southern Germany, with its red squirrels, and later here in England. I know some people dismiss grey squirrels as little more than rats with fluffy tails, but they have always captured something in me.

In the centre of the park we encountered an entire gathering of bold, friendly squirrels. One came right up to me, studying me intently, as if weighing up whether I might be suitable climbing material. I remember thinking, easy does it, I am not ready for you halfway up my leg.

We managed to capture a few photos of this gentle resurfacing moment.

The ducks on the grass were a great sight too:

There was something deeply fitting about it. After clinical lights and suction tubes, to stand quietly among trees and animals. It reminded me again that regeneration is not dramatic. It is subtle. It is step by step. Breath by breath.

Coffee, rain, and recovery

Having properly resurfaced, we left the park via Marble Arch and took the quieter side streets back towards Marylebone. Yes, quiet streets do exist in London.

We stopped at ARRO, the small organic coffee shop about ten minutes from the station. If coffee is something you enjoy, organic is worth seeking out, given how heavily sprayed conventional crops can be.

We perched quietly by the window. As we sat there, the rain began. Umbrellas drifted past. By the time we finished, the rain had cleared.

Train. Short car journey. Home.

Back on the smallholding, the rhythm resumed. Animals to check. Evening settling in. There is something grounding about returning to livestock and routine after a day in the city. It pulls you back into real time.

Visit four complete.

One more to go.

And now, at least, the mercury chapter is closed.

About our dentist

For anyone interested, the dentist we have been seeing is Daniel Sutcliffe of The Bespoke Dentist, based in Harley Place, London.

Website:
www.thebespokedentist.co.uk
Holistic Private Dentistry in London – Amalgam Removal – The Bespoke Dentist

Reviews:
https://thebespokedentist.co.uk/reviews/

A gentle note

This post is shared for general interest and to document our personal experience. It is not intended as medical or dental advice, and we are not suggesting that the choices we have made are right for anyone else. Everybody’s health journey is unique, and nothing here should be taken as a recommendation or instruction. We are simply sharing our lived experience as we learn, observe, and make choices that feel right for us.

 

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