Dentist horror

Part I - Before pain
Do you know that dreadful feeling, where you're moving too fast and heading towards an object of pain but there is nothing you can do about it to stop or avoid the object? It's how I feel right now. In one hour I will have to walk into the dentist office and he will take his machines of terror and tear out my wisdom tooth (and fill two holes). And I'm counting every second. I've put on an extra layer of deodorant and perfume to (hopefully) mask the smell of intense fear. Why do we even have wisdom teeth?! Its just some cruel twist of nature to give you an extra set of teeth that are very likely to cause pain and misery! He said he could do it in 15 minutes, so I'm counting on him to break his personal record.

But the whole event does put things in perspective, I'm now not half as scared as I was before for my venipuncture exam next week. Hurting others seems so less scary now... Whatever you do, always make sure you're not on the receiving end!

Part II - After pain
Sweet dear baby Jesus (and I'm not even religious)! Holy mother f* crap! That was one of the most scary things I've ever been through. First the shots, which taste awful by the way, and then the drilling. I nearly wet myself! While he was filling the two holes I just kept praying he would forget about the wisdom tooth. He was such a sweetheart though, tried to make me feel better by talking about the weather (it was snowing), when all I wanted to do was punch him in the face and make a mad dash for the door. And then I made the mistake of opening my eyes to see what he was doing, while he had this industrial type pliers in his hand, ready trip me of my tooth and my dignity. Which took a lot of force by the way, he nearly catapulted my out of the chair! I'm just thanking God (again, not religious, but it’s amazing how these things change when faced with panic and terror) it’s over now, and mom for the cup of tea and painkillers. She's also making some soup for me, I'm such a spoiled little brat :)

All in all, I think I'll live, but maybe I shouldn't postpone going to the dentist for two years...

With love,

Willemijn