A Visit to the Dentist

Well it is time for a visit to the dentist again, I don’t want to go but I will feel better in the end. I finally gave in and called today, I can’t escape this no matter how much I delay. When it gets closer to the actual date, I know I should be on time and must not be late. But there suddenly is this fear that is gripping me, I pray for snow, a blizzard, anything you see. It is really very easy when you first get there, They have pretty music and a nice soft chair. The receptionist is always as pleasant as can be, But she doesn’t share my fear, don’t you see. I know sooner or later and I am fully aware, They are going to put me in that dreaded chair. Is it just a cleaning of my teeth I need today?, I hope so and it is not too long I have to stay. All kinds of things hanging everywhere, Enough to give anyone a good scare. Have you ever heard the sound of the drill?, The sound of that thing will give you a chill. There are very dark goggles to protect your eyes, Hiding things though and you are in for a big surprise. The stuff that they give you to make your gums numb, That taste is it cherry or bubble gum? I grip the arms of the chair as hard as I can, I even stop breathing but that is not part of the plan. The dentist is always so nice and has a special way, Of saying to me, “Are you ok?” When they are all through and I can finally get away, I try to remember to tell them thanks and have a nice day. My dentist really is very special you see, I am glad they have the patience to put up with me. © Brenda Sparkman February 2004

 

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