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[austin_tycho]

Back from the dentist. He was just going to plug away and I asked him if I was going to get nitrous. "You want nitrous? For the shot too?" Well, yeah, I wouldn't've brought it up otherwise. So he wheeled out the tank and gassed me into pudding, which was just how I wanted it. What a wonderful sense of detachment. I winder if that's what being enlightened feels like. Not minding when they are drilling and poking and stuff; though I will admit even in my gassed state the drilling was... unpleasant. I recited the Litany Against Fear, what of it I could recall, which both helped and amused me. Jeez, I guess I am phobic. I don't mind cleanings, but I get really tense for anything else. I thought everyone did, but when I asked for the nitrous he seemed surprised. Considering how helpful it is, I'm not going to hesitate to ask for it in the future. It cost me an extra $22, and I gladly paid it. Now I have a rough spot on tooth number 14 which supposedly will go away in the next few days. The whole thing took less than 45 minutes. Now to spend the rest of the day getting my shoulders off my ears.

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[octos.livejournal.com]

I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.

[the-weeb.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Dental work is on my list of top five fear inducing situations. I feel your pain. Even cleanings can send me into a panic attack.

I try to go to my happy place but more often than not I get yanked back by a poke or prod. I try consciously to relax my muscles which helps some. Nitrus makes me sick. I hate it. It's really too bad. I have however had occaision to take valium, prescribed by the dentist, in order to get through particularly trying work.

I'm glad it went okay and that you have a hot tub and sweet hubby to come home to.

Sheena

[hippiedreambox.livejournal.com]

Glad to see you lived to write about it. I also prefer the 22-dollar ticket to the Land of Make Believe...especially if it makes the sharp and prickly things not quite so ouchie. Anyway...I hope the swelling has receded and you're feeling much better!

[cubthulhu.livejournal.com]

I sense I will need dental work in the not-too-distant future. Some important bits are starting to creak a bit under the strain of long neglect. I'll try to remember that you have to ASK for the nitrous, not necessarily assume it will be there. I don't know what to think of dental work, having never been forced to endure any, but give me the gas and just leave the valve open.