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[missroserose]

I think the worst part of going to the dentist is that when you get back, you feel like crap, but in a very localized way - not enough to justify going back to bed for a couple of hours.

Last appointment was fairly simple. I went in, I got a couple of shots of Novocaine, I got a filling and a reseal, I came out thinking maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all.

This time, well...I think I was the subject of the use of every dental torture implement known to Man (or woman). The Hook, the Rubber Dam (which always makes me want to laugh because the first time I heard of those it was in the context of using them for protection when eating a girl out), the Clamp, the Q-Tip With Cherry Flavored Localized Numbing Stuff, the Cotton Pads, the Drill, the Sealant, the Buffer (or at least, I think that's what that thing was), the Sucky Thingy, the Water Sprayer (which even managed to get some trickling down my neck), and some insane number of Novocaine shots (I lost count at four, I think the total was something like seven or eight. Of course, there was the consolation that after the first three, I couldn't feel it at all when he put the needle in again). Plus a good few metal and/or plastic doohickeys that even I wasn't sure what they were for. It took two hours, but supposedly I now have the worst of my cavities filled, as well as a problem with the work from my last appointment fixed.

And I've got another appointment in a week.

Lucky me.

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[errant-variable.livejournal.com]

Hm. At least thats the only thing he was using that you could identify from also being placed on female genatalia. :) I still dont know how dentists use them, anyway...

[roseneko.livejournal.com]

They stretch it over whatever tooth needs working on, clamp it into place, and cut a small hole to let the tooth through. Keeps it relatively dry and keeps the gunk they use out of the rest of your mouth.

And for the record, it's really damn hard to eat when half your mouth is numb and the other half is aching all to hell...

[eventhewaves.livejournal.com]

> They stretch it over whatever tooth needs working on, clamp it into place, and cut a small hole to let the tooth through. Keeps it relatively dry and keeps the gunk they use out of the rest of your mouth.

They don't use this on me. In fact, they've never used this on me. Hmmm.

> And for the record, it's really damn hard to eat when half your mouth is numb and the other half is aching all to hell...

Indeed. It's even worse when everybody else is getting to eat good food while you're sitting on the sidelines, wondering in which scientist's brain the instantly-curable novocaine injection is hiding.

And when they're working on the top half of your mouth, I also find it really damn unpleasant when your nasal is -- first -- completely numb, and then giving off odd aches as sensation returns to the area.

--Brian

[eventhewaves.livejournal.com]

> I think the worst part of going to the dentist is that when you get back, you feel like crap, but in a very localized way - not enough to justify going back to bed for a couple of hours.

Of course, if you're truly driven to go back to bed for a couple of hours, it makes a pretty convenient excuse. =)

> Last appointment was fairly simple. I went in, I got a couple of shots of Novocaine, I got a filling and a reseal, I came out thinking maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all.

That's where you made your first mistake. =D I've learned from my experience that dental experiences are highly variable -- what doesn't bother you at all on one trip can turn you into a twitching, pained, shaking-hand wreck on another.

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> And I've got another appointment in a week.

Damn. I'm really sorry to hear that... Although if you want to feel better about the next appointment, just ask me to tell you one of my many multi-hour horror stories; after hearing the one about the time a dentist cut my gums back, you'll be convinced that your next one can't be as bad. And you know what? You'd be right. =P

Anyway, take care, and I hope you're feeling some better now...

--Brian

[d-trevor.livejournal.com]

I was having some dental work done one day when I was witness (or held hostage, depending on your point of view) to my dentist trying desperately to fix the hygienist up with his brother...all during the procedure. The dentist's brother was separated from "the dragon lady" and it was looking like the brother was about to get back together with her, and this wasn't going to wash with my dentist at all. The hygienist of course was young, single, pretty, seemed to have a good personality..she was ripe for the picking.

I must say that this made me not only forget the procedure taking place but made the whole dental ordeal interesting and hilarious at the same time. It's too bad that all dental procedures couldn't be as classic as this one.