I
went to the dentist a few days ago and wasn't very happy about it. Is it the injection? No, I don't mind that at all. It is the dreaded drill and trying to "open wide" for such a long time.
I
have been scared of the dentist since I was a child. A dentist visited our school with a caravan
fully equipped with their awful equipment and the drilling seemed to go on for
hours.
In
my teens I started to have regular check ups and looked after my teeth. Then, around the time of the menopause I
became more and more anxious and couldn't face a dental visit at all. Then I had an abscess under a wisdom tooth
and had it removed at a private hospital in Spain. I was awake during the whole procedure and
there was no suggestion of a sedative and started to shake badly from
fear. Since then, I have been unable to
face any treatment, until forced into it by a broken tooth, needing a
crown. I got through that with a dentist
who understood I have a gagging reflex.
A few days ago the crown fell out whilst eating the Indian sweet,
jelabi, and I had to return to have the crown placed back in as I have a broken
tooth on the other side and it was only possible to eat mushy food.
I
did read the book, Feel the Fear and Do it Anyway by Susan Jeffers which helped
a lot but I still have to take Kalms if visiting the dentist. My next appointment is in May to see what can
be done about the broken tooth. I hope I
find the courage to keep the appointment.
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