I went to the dentist on Friday. Lucky lucky me.......
I had 4 fillings put in.....(I know, I know....I'm so ashamed)....and I'm going back in a few weeks to have 2 more done. What I don't quite understand is how I got 10 cavities (I'm only fixing 6 cuz they are the only ones that bother me). I've never had a cavity in my whole life....and then BAM!!!....I have 10. What the heck?!! Then to make things more confusing......my dentist asked me if I bleach my teeth cuz my teeth are super strong and healthy....and I told him no...I just brush and floss like a normal person. So my questions.....how does someone have a perfectly healthy tooth next to a tooth with a "huge" cavity in it? I mean it's obvious I take care of my teeth. Hmmm.....well let's just say that I have come to my own conclusion as to where those blasted cavities came from.....
Okay...now on to my things that must go or change or whatever @ the dentist....
First...who in the world came up with with those AWFUL tools they use? Could we at least try to make them look a little more appealing? I mean for crying out loud...that is going in my mouth and I am fully aware of that. Then who allowed them to sound they way they do and consider that acceptable? And.....that drill or whatever they use to grind away your tooth is one of the worst sounds I have ever encountered in my life. You may not be physically able to feel it (unless it's the one that vibrates throughout your whole body...oh my gosh I can't stand that)....but believe me....mentally....I can totally feel it. My suggestion....it would be ideal to make those tools look a little more friendly and a lot less intrusive....but if not.... please for the love of pete....give me a blindfold and some earplugs. That would help a little.
Next....the size of that needle that they shoot you up with Lidocaine...AHHH! That thing is huge! I mean I used to donate plasma all the time when I was a poor college student. I have a scar on my arm that could make you question my drug use. The plasma needle is huge....but I could handle that. The dentist had to give me three shots....and let me tell you.....I cried! I was squirming in that chair like a 4 year old and I shed a few tears! It freaking hurt! I could just feel him dig that needle deeper and deeper into my jaw. OUCH!! By the third shot though I was numb enough that I didn't feel it.
Well...that was my dentist appt. Definitely not my favorite thing to do. Yet not as nearly as terrifying as when I had my wisdom teeth pulled out. That scared me to death ....but I was knocked out before I could cry...... :)
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