In my younger days I had lots of dental treatment and all but my bottom front teeth have either fillings, or caps or crowns etc. The bottom front teeth are fine, which is a blessing. But I recall as a child having teeth out and filling under general anaesthetic. Yes I was put to sleep to have my teeth done, something they avoid doing at all costs now. But I blame those bad encounters for my dental phobia that remains with me to this day.
So when I recently had an abscess I had no choice but to visit the dentist me who gave me antibiotics and told me to book a half hour appointment for a root canal filling WITHOUT any anaesthetic, although if it does hurt he will inject local anaesthetic. That appointment is tomorrow at 10.30am, and while my exterior may look calm, inside I am nothing short of shaking. Although, in fairness I am not as bad as I used to and I can only presume that it is in part due to the accident I had.
I always use to think to be a dentist you needed to be sort of evil, but after those dentist – given antibiotics I no longer think this train of thought. I can’t say I love dentist visits, the sound of that drill humming as you sit and wait, people chatting like it’s a pub while I sit there freezing with fear. And yet, I know dentists are a necessary part of today’s society. Oddly enough the first think I check out with people I see or meet is their teeth. I love nothing more than seeing sparkly white gnashers and boy do I get envious!
It was a week of appointments starting Wednesday when we had a man from the insurance come about the carpet. Thursday we had someone come to check our central heating. Friday is the D day. Monday I have a doctor appointment. And we have our grandchildren at the weekend too… So I reckon come my doctor’s appointment I might well fall asleep in the waiting room 🙂