It’s My Imagination

Off to the Dentist, Again

I have a true fear of the dentist, that’s right, it’s pure fear.

So, what happens? I go to a new dentist for my check up appointment last week, I have all the x-rays done and the dentist checks my gums and informs me that my teeth and gums are all healthy. Okay, I should be able to relax, but no, I have to come back for my cleaning. I guess because I was a new patient, they split my check up into two appointments!

Okay, I can deal with it, the worst part is over and I’ve all ready been told that I don’t have any cavities, so fine. This morning I get up before the sun comes up, get in the shower and am all ready beginning to stress because I have an 8 a.m. appointment for my cleaning. At 7:05, the dentist office calls to say the hygienist had a family emergency and I would have to reschedule for tomorrow.

Well, crap! Now I have to go through the whole fear factor feeling tomorrow morning, again.

To put this in perspective, there are only two people I know of who have a bigger fear of the dentist then I do. The first is my sister. Like me though, she forces herself to go because she knows that without proper maintenance care, the problems could be worse and much more painful later. The second person is my own husband. It has been about 10 years since the last time he set foot in a dental office and then it was while he was on a business trip and had to have an emergency root canal! You’d think that he would’ve learned from that experience to not let dental care go so long between visits!

I’ve been planting the idea of him going, telling him how great this dental office is. I have to say, even I give the office credit for punctuality with appointments (except when they are cancelled) and making sure the patient is comfortable. My daughter even got to watch a movie while her teeth were being cleaned. It’s not like I’m asking him to take Tadalafil or something, I’m just asking him to visit the dentist, after all, it’s covered by our insurance.