I do! No, I don't hate him personally, but just the fact that he's a dentist.
I had to make that visit this morning and I had all I could do to get myself there - you know - talk myself into driving to his office, signing in, climbing into the hygenists chair and sitting there throughout the cleaning. You know - gas is absolutely mandatory for me or else they would have to pick me off the light fixtures on the ceiling.
You see, when I was a kid there was no such thing as dental insurance so as a result we kids didn't get to go to the dentist until we had CAVERNS in our teeth. Then the dentist that my folks took us to was some old drunk that didn't believe in novacaine but you better d-mn well sit still or he would slap the Sh-t out of you. So some umpty-whatever years later I HATE dentists no matter how wonderful they are.
I had an appointment for a cleaning this morning. The hygenist that worked on my is wonderful. She's SO concientious and so kind and so concerned about my comfort level, but I still made her give me gas. Half way through the cleaning she commented on how tense I still was even though I was high on that "good stuff." And her cleaning certainly wasn't painful in any respect. But I still ended up with one pinhead cavity that I have to go back to have filled.
Then Mr. Dentist came in to give the teeth a going over. He is the SON of our attorney, and was stationed in Iceland at the turn of the century so we have a number of issues to discuss each time we see each other. (Ask me if I feel old or not. We were in Iceland in 1969 through 1972. He was stationed there in 2002. We also graduated from high school with his father!)
Anyway, that laughing gas they give you is some wonderful stuff. I wish I could get it in pill form and I would quickly become addicted!
So on to other things. There are so many things to cover I don't even know where to start. I know I've been absent from blogger world for some time. But to be honest with you I've been so overwhelmed with things I just haven't known where to begin or end. My emotional world has kind of turned inside out and I haven't been able to write about it let alone deal with it. Hopefully that will come to a head soon and I'll be able to put it into words.
Even though I've been absent please remember that I love you all and have been trying to keep up with your world.
Love Lena
2 comments:
I HATE going to the dentist, and for exactly the same reasons. One childhood dentist used to stab me in the arm with a one of his sharp instruments if I squirmed or made a noise. I think I LOVE my new dentist, so far he is the most wonderful I've had, but time will tell. I have to have a tooth extracted (thanks to the last dentist) and I'll have to see how that goes.
I hope to hear more from you again soon, and I'll be keeping you in my prayers. Mel
Oh, I'm sorry you've been going through an emotional overwhelming time. I hope things are improving, and that you'll soon be back to regular blogging. I miss you!
And I share your intense dislike of dentists. We, too, went to the dentist when we had a horrible toothache, never before then. And the fillings that were done then have all had to be redone now, complete with root canals. Ick.
And the latest with our dentist is that he loves to "consult" with the endodontist and periodontist and these three guys send patients back and forth. Guess what? They graduated from dental school together! Same class! Same school! Same year! And the school is about 80 miles away from where you live!
Blessings my friend.
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