- Sit in his chair
- Let him work on my teeth with an industrial-strength drill
- Smell smoke and realize that burning smell is, um, me
- Try not to cry
- Make grunts as I try to form answers when he asks questions
- Try not to drool on myself too much as I leave his office
I had a chipped crown that he had to drill and grind out of my mouth so that he could put a new one in. Sweet angel of death, it hurt. I broke into a cold sweat as I got worked over. It was a long hour and a half.
Judging by how often I see the dentist, you'd think I haven't touched a tooth brush since Vanilla Ice was cool. But that's not true. In fact the last time I had a cleaning, I heard the hygienist going around to her other hygienist friends saying "My patient's home care is excellent!" She was like a proud parent.
With my "excellent home care", I'm not sure how I continue to develop problems worthy of hanging out with my "brother" the dentist. I'm hoping it will be a long time before we get to hang out again.
What's your best dentist story?
Once after a root canal I couldn't drive home because I was so loopy after 2 hours of laughing gas.