We have two very charming dentists at the local surgery but I’m never keen to go and see them because I have this problem with anyone touching my mouth.
Bear thinks I’m completely mad – or being difficult – because he can sit in a dentist’s chair for any length of time and allow them to do whatever is necessary.
I do my best to avoid check-ups and if I do get as far as the chair I usually say,
“You can look but you mustn’t touch.”
Fortunately my teeth are in pretty good condition and rarely need attention.
The few fillings I have had, were done by a dentist in England who, looking back, probably did them when they weren’t necessary.
I say this because after a long wait in her surgery followed by a very quick inspection, she told me to make an appointment for a filling. I decided to change dentists and the new one couldn’t find any problems whatsoever.
Since I’ve got older my problem with dentists has become worse so when a tooth started ‘niggling’ I tried taking Hepar Sulph (a homeopathic antibiotic) in the hope of relieving it.
The tooth played up intermittently and so it was time to ‘bite the bullet’.
The secretaries were highly amused when I made the appointment as, not wishing to inconvenience the dentist, I asked if I could chicken out at the last minute, if necessary, and let Bear take my place as he already has a check-up booked for next month.
Our doctor came up just as I was talking about panic attacks.
“What’s all this about panic attacks?” she asked.
When I explained, she said, “Well, you can’t be worse than I am.”
Would you believe it, a doctor who feels the same and so fully understands my problem!
In the end, I took three doses of ‘Triple A 1m’ and was on quite a high.
I managed to keep my mouth open long enough (and wide enough) for her to inspect the teeth, poke around a bit and even use her descaling machine for a few seconds.
She found no signs of decay but thought that the problem was caused by a filling irritating the gum.
It was a very happy bunny who hopped, skipped and jumped out of the surgery.
So it’s back to the Hepar Sulph. . . . . . .
For anyone interested, the second English class went well but CC had four extra people in her group. She’s going to send two of them to me next time as they were struggling a bit to keep up.