I sit in this chair, concentrating, breathing in and out to the iPod music in my ears. The prick of a syringe leaves a numbing sensation, and the trauma starts. There is no pain, but my fear of potential pain is overwhelming. Even with the tranquilizers and the anesthesia, my back arches, my feet tremble, my shoulders are up to my ears. I have to really concentrate and remind myself to relax, to breathe and to listen to the music. I hate going to the dentist, but it is truly a moment of total awareness.
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I have no photo from this because my eyes are squeezed shut from the moment I sit down until I leave. And anyway, who thinks of taking pictures at the dentist's office?? But I do have this; it's my jewelry drill with a genuine dentist's drill bit. When a drill bit is too blunt for tooth enamel, it still has a lot of life in it for texturing silver. So instead of throwing them away, my dentist disinfects them and collects them for me :-)
A small stone for:
7 comments:
I am not too fussed with dentist drills either! But what a novel idea to use the drill bit for making jewellery!
To tell you the truth is quite uncomfortable by the noise and retemblor. But if you can concentrate your thoughts on something else you can spend the trance without trauma.
I can empathise...I abhor going to the dentist!
See what a kind dentist you have! (Mine is a nice fellow, too, but I'd rather not visit him.) My reactions are similar to yours, unfortunately - I must go on Wed!
oh Inger... you had me so concerned there! :-) I understand your fear of dentists, although i can honestly say i don't mind a visit to the dentist myself.
The photos on your blog are beautiful.
Thank you so much for the lovely comments on my blog. I'll be back for a visit soon! xoxo
You touched a nerve there!
Wow - what stories these drill bits could tell !!!
I hope you don't need to see the dentist for a while now, and that you made it through the treatment okay.
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