I hate the dentist. Not any dentist in particular, just all dentists. I never have a good experience. I always leave feeling like a failure. Oh, and I don't like how most of them don't work Fridays. That is irritating.
Today I had my first dentist's appointment in 3 and a half years. This was a big deal for me. The last time I went to the dentist, I read my chart upside down as it was hanging behind me while they were filling my 4 cavities. Under my name it said, "GAGS EASILY. PHOBIC." I thought to myself, "Great, I've been labeled a problem. No wonder everyone here is talking down to me."
This appointment today was exciting. Erik had already visited this dentist and was very impressed by him because he uses computers. (I know, wow, computers.) I was very excited to check out the dentist's computers and also try out my new approach. I was going to be completely, 100%, honest. No filter from the brain to the mouth. It went something like this -
Dentist: How often do you floss?
Me: Christmas and my birthday.
Dentist: What was the name of your last dentist? I'd like to get your records.
Me: Heck if I know. I hate the dentist, so I try not to remember personal things like that.
Dentist: Why don't you like the dentist?
Me: I gag easily and I'm phobic. One time it took 3 dental hygienists and the dentist just to take my x-rays. (One to hold me down, one to hold the x-ray in my mouth, one to position the camera, and the dentist to push the x-ray button.) So, I hope you are well staffed.
I used the same methods I used to get through natural childbirth to not gag during the x-rays. Then the dentist gave me the wonderful news that I didn't have any cavities. Wow, I finally feel like I passed. I still hate the dentist though.
I wonder if this has anything to do with my phobia -