A Trip to the Dentist

It started out harmless enough. I was called to the back where I grabbed my book (for the wait. because dentists seem to like you to wait), kicked off my shoes, and got comfortable in my toe socks. Then he appeared. A VERY good looking dentist. A pretty boy. Kind of prissy. He noticed a stain on his lab coat and about flipped out. So he grabs his needle gun (HATE them) and goes to town. In Sloppyville. He was gouging out my gums when he got trigger happy and let loose a stream of numbing liquid down my throat. My hangie down thing was NUMB. I was gagging, trying to swallow, and they ignored me! That little lady who is supposed to be sucking slobber was a little too preoccupied with the pretty picture torturing me. So he starts drilling my tooth and frigid (I think they put ice in it) water is spraying all over my face and throat while causing my entire mouth to throb with sensitivity. He finished that tooth in record time and started on number two. Yes. I had TWO cavities. Why you ask? I think hormones. Or that this guy was money hungry to feed his lust of being pretty. Because one of those teeth has had a little brown spot on it for 12 years. 4 dentists have told me in the last 12 years that it is just a spot, not a cavity. But my "spot" is now drilled out and filled and that tooth chipped. Ugh. So, anyway. The second tooth. He gets his drill and says "Let me know if you feel this". Ummm...WHY would I feel it? Sign Number One. So he goes in and SHOCK, TERROR, PAIN. My whole body jerks with the toe socks flailing and he replies "I guess you felt that. Then he gouges out some more gums with his gun and grabs his drill. No wait time for the medicine to work. Sign Number Two. SHOCK, TERROR, PAIN. Again, the jerking. He gouges some more and drips liquid numb all over my neck, and says, "Are you a smoker?" I see how that is related. Really. He just rocked my world in a not so good way and he wants to know what I do in my free time?? Then he elaborated after my slurred disgusted response of no. I process pain medicine like a smoker. They need more? So he left me to let it numb. Once he returned to Sloppyville, he finished his treatment of the tooth that probably never had a cavity. He only squirted a little of the acid down my throat...I screamed at the lady who was daydreamimg nasty thought about the dentist to "THUCK IT OUTTTTTTTTT". It was sooo sour. I was gagging. Again. And drooling. And choking. And no one noticed. You would have thought that I wasn't there. He repeatedly hit my bottom teeth with his drill head, causing the sensitive to ice water teeth to throb all the more and send shocks of pain coursing through my body. He kept pinching my lips and making me bit my lips, and pulling my mouth in ways that are not natural. I contorted my face in dire pain and again. No one noticed. After I paid the devil and left, I looked at my tooth and it was covered in tongue skin. Because my tongue was twice the size due to the spillage of liquid numb. I kept biting it apparently. But I couldn't feel it. Even though I process like a smoker. Three hours later, I could feel my mouth. And feel where he didn't do a great job. And where he chipped my tooth. And how my bite is uneven. The whole thing was fun. I can't wait to go back and get a crown. :(