I was about thirteen or so and had my wisdom teeth extracted by my dentist's son, who was fresh out of dental school. I started to feel the pain about half way through the procedure and told him, but he told me to hang on. He continued to extract my teeth without re-numbing my gums.
I didn't even go back to have the stitches removed.
The remainder of my life I've been a dental phobe.
Today, I have to have a root canal. Because I wait until I absolutely can't stand it anymore, I do more damage than good.
I have a new, female dentist and this'll be the first procedure she's done for me. I'm hoping it'll go smoothly, but I've been awake since about 3:30 a.m. with anxiety.
I'll let you all know if I survive.
My dearest friend, Barbara, I'm willing you my camera and long lens. So if I don't make it...
Talk to you all soon, I hope. lol
:}
Taylor

2 comments:
Thanks for the thought but I'd much rather keep you! Happy you made it just fine. You will next time too. I demand it!
I barely made it out alive! lol
No, she is fabulous. If I'd have had her as a dentist before I'd probably have never had an issue in the first place. lol
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