Last week, I posted about going to the dentist by myself for the first time ever, getting over my phobia of dentists, FINALLY. It went okay, although I was in a lot of pain for awhile.
Today, I had to go again at 8 AM. I figured that early, I’d still be waking up and it shouldn’t be a big deal, right? I’d be sleepwalking through most of the appointment.
Wrong.
Dead freakin’ wrong.
I was okay during the Novocaine. I was okay during the first drill (amazingly enough). I was okay while he put the filling in the first tooth.
Then he started to put the filling in the second tooth.
And I nearly threw up on him.
Somehow, part of the filling dropped into the back of my throat and it is the most vile tasting substance I have ever tasted. I don’t remember it tasting that bad last time, but this time, I continued to gag and retch every ten seconds. I think he was getting annoyed with me, but it’s not like I was doing it on purpose. I rinsed out several times, but still nearly threw up on him a few more times.
He probably deserved it.
However, I am not returning to this dentist. Apparently, several of my co-workers have seen him, and the general consensus is that he’s insane :rolleyes: . I will be finding a new dentist soon.
E.