Dr.Dread part 2

So after I heal from a few days of pain.. my faith in dentists slowly disappears. But I keep going. I want to have good teeth and set a good example for my kids.

As time goes on, I start having trouble with a tooth. A root canal is in order. Ok, I can deal with this. So I drag my self in. The assistant explains to me that they are upgrading there equipment and that I MAY have to move to a different room during the procedure. Ok fine. Well here I sit in the chair and the assistant tells me she wants to take an impression of my teeth. Ok. Well she does not tell me that the "clay" or what ever they use is ice cold.

I literally flew out of the chair when she tried to put it in my mouth. I told her no way could she do that. She said she had to. I told her no. She argued with me. She left in a huff and went to get the dentist. I sat back in the chair and tried to relax. He came in and looked at who I was.

He appologized all over. He was horrified that the assistant acted that way. He explained to her my problems and told her, they would have to do it the old fashioned way. Being I was happy with that, I relaxed a little bit. What I did not realize was the old fashion way could be just as painful.

They put the gooey stuff in my mouth with a plate it was nice and warm. What I could not see was The tubes that ran from the plate down around behind me to the facet. It started to circulate water though and slowly cooled the gooey putty like stuff in my mouth. It got colder and colder. Then it got to the point where it was quite painful. The assistant held my shoulders and talked to me in a really nice tone. She was encouraging me to sit still that it was only a few minutes more. I finally made it.

So the plate was taken out. The impression was made. The dentist came in and appologized again. Then he proceeded to numb me. I sat in the chair and waited. When I was numb they put in the rubber dam and started to work. Sure enough, I had to change rooms. So here I am rubber dam in my mouth, walking down the hall to another room.

I get in the new room and have a new assistant. The Dr Dread and her are agruing a little bit. He asks for suction and she said that was all she had. In the mean, time he is drilling in my mouth. He looks at her and asks for more suction. She said this is all I have. So I sit there listening to them argue. And then, oh wait, pain, wait.... Dr Dread???? Wait,, Stop... Wait... I have pain...

He stops, and asks me what is wrong. I have tears in my eyes. He asked me if it hurt. I shake my head yes. So he pulls the dam to one side and injects me 3 more times. He then grabs the suction from the assistant and turns the suction up all the way. He tries to suction my mouth and nothing happens. The assistant screams at him and said "SEE THAT IS WHAT I HAVE BEEN TELLING YOU". She gets up and leaves the room. Dr. Dread starts to remove the rubber dam when there is a thud outside the door.

Dr Dread gets up and runs out. He yells call 911.. Apparently his assistant is passed out on the floor. Here I sit, rubber dam half way in and half way out. no suction. No assistant. EMTs running all around. They load her up and haul her away. Apparently her blood pressure shot through the roof.

So now I have no assistant, and no suction. They remove the rubber dam. Now the novacaine has wore off again, and I must have yet more injections of this wonderful drug.

So 3 hours after I go in for an 1 1/2 hour proceedure, I am told I can go home. Oh and here let me give you pain killers for that tooth. The one that no longer has any roots and you should not feel anyway.

So why am I telling you all this???? I have a dentist appointment Monday. OH GOD!!!!!! Here we go. This one is a sedation dentist. I want to be out cold. I don't want to remember anything.