Apparently, I am a dental pussy.
I had these inlays put in. Then I went in a couple of weeks later for a cleaning, and the perky hygienist exclaimed in alarm 'Ooh! It looks like there's a little crack where an inlay is separating from your tooth! Golly!' so I was scheduled to go in today and have it sealed up. No big deal.
I go in today, and it takes them a couple of minutes to find where Perky Boi was talking about. Then the hygienist with the weird make-up asks, 'you're not gonna need gas today, right?' I said, reasonably I thought, 'only if you're not going to do anything to me that will hurt, I won't' and she reassured me they weren't.
So they find the crack, and dentist goes after it with a drill. I tensed up, but didn't say anything. He is excellent at reading body language, and said that he was just smoothing it out, and it was like getting my nails clipped. He smears some goop in the crack. Then Weird Make-up goes in there to set it with this ultraviolet ray-gun thingie. After a minute it starts to feel like she's microwaving my left cheek, and I begin to squirm. The dentist says 'that can't hurt!' and Weird Make-up says 'yeah, some people can feel it and say it feels weird.' Weird hell, she was microwaving part of my head. I need that. He then goes after it again with the drill, and insists that I can't feel it, when he notices be tense up. He finished quickly so we didn't come to blows, however. Then, he said as I was leaving, 'You need to work on your bravery.' Weird Make-up said 'Remember? She's phobic.'
Phobic?! That dentist is a wanker! Bravery is the fact that I was letting this guy drill into my head without any painkillers, and I hasten to add, without complaint. He was correctly reading my facial expressions and body language which said 'I am not enjoying this experience.' What sort of stone-faced people, or masochists, must he get on a regular basis I wonder? Who the hell likes getting dental work done? And by the way, if I think something's going to hurt, and I can do something that will prevent it, I'll do it. So they're gonna drill? Fine, give me nitrous. They act like it's a big deal. Maybe I'm just that much of a hedonist, but if you separate the room into 'Pain' and 'No Pain', I'm gonna go sit in the no pain section. Pain sucks. Yeah, there are times and reasons to endure pain, but when people are drilling into your head is not one of them!!
I had these inlays put in. Then I went in a couple of weeks later for a cleaning, and the perky hygienist exclaimed in alarm 'Ooh! It looks like there's a little crack where an inlay is separating from your tooth! Golly!' so I was scheduled to go in today and have it sealed up. No big deal.
I go in today, and it takes them a couple of minutes to find where Perky Boi was talking about. Then the hygienist with the weird make-up asks, 'you're not gonna need gas today, right?' I said, reasonably I thought, 'only if you're not going to do anything to me that will hurt, I won't' and she reassured me they weren't.
So they find the crack, and dentist goes after it with a drill. I tensed up, but didn't say anything. He is excellent at reading body language, and said that he was just smoothing it out, and it was like getting my nails clipped. He smears some goop in the crack. Then Weird Make-up goes in there to set it with this ultraviolet ray-gun thingie. After a minute it starts to feel like she's microwaving my left cheek, and I begin to squirm. The dentist says 'that can't hurt!' and Weird Make-up says 'yeah, some people can feel it and say it feels weird.' Weird hell, she was microwaving part of my head. I need that. He then goes after it again with the drill, and insists that I can't feel it, when he notices be tense up. He finished quickly so we didn't come to blows, however. Then, he said as I was leaving, 'You need to work on your bravery.' Weird Make-up said 'Remember? She's phobic.'
Phobic?! That dentist is a wanker! Bravery is the fact that I was letting this guy drill into my head without any painkillers, and I hasten to add, without complaint. He was correctly reading my facial expressions and body language which said 'I am not enjoying this experience.' What sort of stone-faced people, or masochists, must he get on a regular basis I wonder? Who the hell likes getting dental work done? And by the way, if I think something's going to hurt, and I can do something that will prevent it, I'll do it. So they're gonna drill? Fine, give me nitrous. They act like it's a big deal. Maybe I'm just that much of a hedonist, but if you separate the room into 'Pain' and 'No Pain', I'm gonna go sit in the no pain section. Pain sucks. Yeah, there are times and reasons to endure pain, but when people are drilling into your head is not one of them!!
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Date: Dec. 12th, 2001 12:44 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: Dec. 13th, 2001 07:03 pm (UTC)From:you'll bea dentist.....
Date: Dec. 12th, 2001 01:45 pm (UTC)From:that's about as much as I remember from the song in little shop of horrors... did the dentist give himself gas?
sorry for the wanker. :::hugs:::
Re: you'll be a dentist.....
Date: Dec. 13th, 2001 03:48 pm (UTC)From:Re: you'll be a dentist.....
Date: Dec. 14th, 2001 10:06 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: Dec. 13th, 2001 01:43 am (UTC)From:Anyway, it's an excuse to take nitrous :)
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Date: Dec. 13th, 2001 03:49 pm (UTC)From: