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January 24, 2007

posted by soe 11:58 pm

I went to the dentist today. Let’s face it; few people like going to the dentist.

But I have bad teeth and a mouth full of fillings to prove it.

So I was particularly nervous to hear what my x-rays and cleaning would discover.

But good news — nothing new to worry about! I have a loose filling that I’ve made an appointment to repair, but that’s it until the six-month cleaning check-up.

What a relief!

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Yay!! I had very bad teeth as a kid, so I still always have a twinge of panic that the dentist is going to say I have 5 cavities. Eek. Thank goodness the dentist I had as a kid was nice, or I’d hate the dentist now. As it is, I’d rather go to the dentist than any other medical professional!

Comment by Jenn 01.25.07 @ 6:54 am

Yeah! I’m happy to hear there is not too much to deal with. I’m with you on extensive dentist history and I’m certain my blood pressure rises as soon as I walk through the door.

Comment by Suzanne 01.25.07 @ 10:06 am

I am so happy you decided to go to this dentist; I so wish he was closer…..

Comment by Mum 01.25.07 @ 10:52 am

I’ve never had issues with dentists, but given that I have never had problems with my teeth, that’s not so abnormal.

The dentist I’ve been going to works in an office where his wife is also a dentist. For years, he has come in and chatted with me about work while finishing up the cleaning his assistants started (I always found that pleasant and frustrating – how are you supposed to have a conversation with someone who has his assorted tools in your mouth?)

The last couple of times, instead of the dentist I have come to know, it has been his wife. I can’t stand her. She has mistaken the seals that were put on my back molars as a child as being problems and wanted to do horrible things to them. The first time she did that, he husband looked at my mouth and put an end to it. But only the first time.

The last time I was there, the receptionist looked at her notes and said, “Did you want to take care of drilling out that filling on the left side today along with your cleaning?”

Um…. I don’t have any fillings. So, I’m going to have to go with… NO!

It’s awkward. If I were to say, “I don’t want to have to deal with Dr. McKee, I’d like Dr. McKee instead,” that would just sound crazy. And it would not be wise to let my familiar dentist at my teeth if I were to communicate what I mean, “Your wife is a psychotic bitch who personifies why people fear dentists.”

Comment by Grey Kitten 01.25.07 @ 1:07 pm

That’s wonderful news that you escaped having to have much work done! I always breathe a sigh of relief when I leave after a cleaning and don’t have to come back until 6 months.

Thank you so much for your comments on my post today about Charlie. I really appreciate the support. He’s finally started to eat again and I’m hoping this new trend will continue. 🙂

Comment by Debby 01.25.07 @ 11:57 pm