I have come to the realization that I do not like going to the dentist. I just went today and due to the absurd amount of homework I have I just wanted to hustle through it as quickly as possible. But naturally, I waited in the waiting room for a good fifteen minutes, forced to read a two month old Vogue magazine. It’s time to update the collection people. I finally got escorted back and sat in the uncomfortable chair, waiting to begin. I have nothing against the people who work there, they are the nicest people. The nurse was very kind and outgoing, constantly asking me all about myself. However, the questions did not end once she started to clean my teeth. I do not understand how she expected me to answer these questions with her two of her hands shoved down my throat. I give her the unemotional “uh-huh” and “hmms” at seemingly appropriate times but then I began to feel rude not asking any questions in return. So as she switched her poking devices I asked her about spring break. Apparently I have a very short attention span because a second after she began explaining her plans I quickly zoned out. Above me two bright ceiling lights and another neon operating light mesmerized me, with the combination of the glare from the nurse’s glasses I could slowly feel my eyes going blind. The quick thinker I am, I attempted to look away from the lights in order to keep some eyesight. However, on both side of me pictures of decaying teeth and other oral problems loomed dauntingly. It would not exactly be my first choice of artwork. I settled on looking out the small window in the corner of the room, watching the rain fall and completely ignoring the nurse. Finally the dentist came in to check me and delivered the good news that I have no cavities again but the bad news that I will eventually have to get my wisdom teeth pulled. Then I am finished. Usually this would be the time when he would lead me to the famed “treasure chest” to receive a prize for a good check up, but apparently 18 year olds do not receive these privileges. I may just be bitter because I have three tests to study for, but I really am just not a fan of the dentist. Especially with no prize at the end, that changes everything.
I HATE GOING TO THE DENTIST! With a passion. I have Dr. Coreno as a dentist and he's a great man. But I have had some scarring moments at dealing with dentists. First, when I was little I had to have a crown put in by this other dentist. It is very unusual for little kids to have crowns put in so they didn't do a very good job. Then, in 8th grade, I was sitting in english and all of a sudden, it fell out. I didn't know what to do! By this time, I had switched over to Dr. Coreno so he fixed me up. But another scarring time was when this awful lady was cleaning my teeth and she had a big wrist brace that was all up in my business and scratching my face. Plus, she was poking my gums so hard and was totally missing my teeth. As a scared and young child, I immediately started crying right when I left and saw my mom. Overall, I just really hate the dentist. I would go to a doctor's appointment over a dentist's appointment any day. PS. I like the picture!
ReplyDeleteI've had my share of bad feelings for dentists, when I was little, my dentist always used to give me a "C" on my teeth, as a young overachiever, this was very upsetting. His office also had a problem with keeping to their appointment schedule, as an extremely impatient and self-righteous child, I found this infuriating. In more recent years, I would say my relationships to dentists have improved, and while month old magazines are not my first choice of entertainment, they beat the loop of inane chatter about healthy eating they pump into the Urgent Care office at the Cleveland Clinic branch in Chagrin.
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