Oh hooray! I won't have to post every day anymore. This stopped being fun when Thanksgiving happened.
So, what to tell you today...
Okay. Here is another bragalog.
I had a lot of cavities as a little kid (this is not the bragalog part). I just didn't brush my teeth. That's all there is to it.
However, when I went to go get them filled I freaked out because I was so terrified of needles (note: I am not longer afraid of needles. I am so blase about needles.) We were living in Honduras so I couldn't have been more than nine years old at the time.
I was crying and trembling and so insistent that the dentist could give me fillings without Novocaine that finally, in frustration, he said ok. He said when it hurt too much for me to stand then I should tell him and he would give me the Novocaine.
But I was one stubborn and frightened kid. It hurt so much but I was convinced that a shot would hurt more so I got my fillings without Novocaine. I don't remember how many, but it was more than one. I do remember holding my mouth open and having so many tears running down my cheeks that my shirt collar was soaked. Afterward, the dentist looked as traumatized as me.
Years later I had to get another filling, and I got Novocaine. Man, I was a dumb kid sometimes. Still, that is pretty hard core. This may also be a lesson on why you shouldn't go to a dentist in a third world country.
5 comments:
YIKES. So much for that argument for getting an epidural that people always use, when they say "well, we don't expect people to get dental work done w/o pain killers, so why should you give birth without it?" That must have hurt SO BAD. I think getting a filling hurts even with the Novocaine. I can't imagine without. I could go on. My point is that, WOW.
Wow. Man, you make sleeping on the hard ground of an airport look so wimpy. Also, I bet you can chew nails now with your hard-core teeth.
I am traumatized just from READING your story!
I hope you'll still post sometimes. I really like reading your blog.
I also hope you will still post. I get real bored feeding the big O. And I had a lot of fillings as a kid too. And I hated it. And I at least had the Novocaine. Actually, I don't even like to think about it. I especially don't like to think about that clamp they used to put in my mouth to keep it open and the nasty little rubber sheet thing they would put over it so all the weird stuff didn't shoot into the back of my throat or something. Bleh. So much bleh.
Ha ha ha! That is hardcore!
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