11/07/2026
I remember the first implant I ever placed.
2007, A year after I qualified. I'd done the training, read everything I could find, spent hours watching other surgeons work. And then it was just me, the patient, and the procedure.
I was nervous. Not visibly - you can't be, the patient needs to feel that you've done this a thousand times. But internally, I was acutely aware of every decision I was making and why.
That feeling didn't last long. Because the more you do something, the more it becomes instinct. The judgment calls that used to take conscious thought start happening automatically. You stop thinking about the steps and start thinking about the outcome.
10 implants a year became 50.
50 became 100.
100 became 180.
And somewhere along the way I realised this wasn't just something I was good at - it was the only thing I wanted to do.
In 2020 I stopped doing everything else.
No fillings. No check-ups. No other treatments. Just implants, every single day, in my own practice, with my own team, for patients who had come specifically for this.
Over 3,000 implants later - I still find this work genuinely exciting.
The technology keeps moving. The cases keep getting more complex. And every now and then a patient sits in that chair absolutely terrified, and leaves feeling like themselves again.
That part never gets old.