I have been to the dentist today.
Not my favorite place to be.
Which brings me to Day 5 of About Me.
I sort of worry about going from the time I make the appointment
until the day arrives and I am there…still nervous.
I think this is because of not so good experiences
with dentists when I was a kid.
My parents were strange about dentists.
We never went unless we were in pain. And I mean major pain.
If an aspirin didn’t make the pain go away
or that nasty gel that gets rubbed on the gums didn’t help
then we went to the dentist. Not a day sooner.
Maybe they had a dental phobia.
I do not have odontophobia /dentophobia.
I do try to avoid going to the dentist by practicing good dental hygiene.
But I don’t not go which is what a phobic would do.
I think I just get a bit anxious, maybe more than a bit, about going and being there.
It helps that I like my dentist.
He is a nice man, super considerate,
and will do whatever it takes to help me be calm and relaxed.
The happy gas he gives doesn’t hurt.
Anyway, I’m done with dental work…for now.
I can’t complain.
Having dental work done every few years isn’t so bad.
So, I will be fine until January when it is time for a cleaning.
Not as high anxiety as facing the drill but still there is some anxiety.
For sure I am thankful that dentistry has come a long way.
I am even more thankful that the wonderful dentist I have now is young enough
that he should be around until I don’t need a dentist anymore.