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Why I Hate the Dentist.

I think I was about 7 or 8 at the time. My dentist was a nice guy, or at least he had always seemed that way to me. I was a little kid and simple cleanings were all I had ever had to go through. The worst part of a regular cleaning was the flouride trays.

Then it happened. I got a cavity.

I was so sad when the dentist told me I had a cavity. My first cavity. Not one of the prouder milestones in ones life. The appointment was set and I read a book in the waiting room about cavities and how they were filled. The kid in the book was smiling, so I thought gosh this won't be bad at all!

I was so wrong.

I was lead to the chair and sat down. The assistant asked me what color for for the nose piece on the "laughing gas" I wanted. I chose bright pink.

She hooked everything up and walked away to let the gas take effect. Let me tell you I didn't tolerate it well. I felt nauseated. I wanted to throw up but couldn't. My world was a daze, and I certainly wasn't laughing. The room was spinning around me and the Kermit the Frog hanging on the dental light above me was mocking me with his fuzzy grin.

I saw the dentist approach me and in his hand was a needle. A needle I thought? For my mouth? This wasn't in the book?! I was scared. I was a little kid and I was scared so reflexively I threw up my hands and screamed no.

Unbeknowst to me at the time I had knocked the dentists glasses right off his face which sent them down to the floor knocking out one of the lenses and slightly bending the frame. He was furious. I was still petrified. First the needle coming at me and then I had accidentally broken my dentist's glasses.

My dentist screamed at me. My older sister was two chairs down from me and raised up from her chair and looked at me while I cried. I apologized. I kept choking out "I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean to!" The effects of the gas still wearing off slowly. Apparently this wasn't good enough. At this point I had scrambled off the chair and was cowering near the little sinks where you spit out your flouride. The dentist marched over and grabbed me by the arms and threw back into the chair. He grabbed my wrists and held me down. Throwing all his weight into it. I screamed. It hurt so badly. All I kept saying was I was sorry I was sorry. His assistant returned with a new needle and one of those little tent things to keep your mouth open. They snapped it into my mouth, pinching my gums in the process. I could taste blood. The dentist, still restraining me jammed the needle into my gum. I screamed again. "Shut up" he said fiercely. "It's not nice to break people's things" My mouth went numb from the shot. The nurse snapped the gas back on my nose and they went about the procedure.

Tears rolled continually down my cheeks and all I was met with was a "stop crying" "you're not a baby"

To this day I am still petrified of the dentist. My mother never believed that story. Well, she believed his glasses were broken, but she never believed that he held me down the way he did. From that day forward I was terrified of the dentist. I never wanted him near me again yet I was forced to see him until he thankfully retired and I was able to get a new dentist.


**Update: 10/9/12**
Wow. I had forgotton that I wrote this until I got an email notification about a comment someone wrote. I wrote this story to help me cope with my fear of the dentist. Also, because I was about to start seeing a new dentist after not going to the dentist for 5 years and I had recently chipped my tooth and it needed repair. Well, let me tell you folks, there are good dentists out there. My new dentist is awesome and he specifcally asks his new patients if they have any phobias or fears of the dentists and then works to fix what others have destroyed. He is a phenomenal person! I still get butterflies when I go to the dentist, but my fears are nowhere what they used to be.

smlybublgirl smlybublgirl 22-25 7 Responses Jan 26, 2009

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I do not condone the dentist's actions, but if someone were to hit my glasses off my face and break them I would be pretty angry too. I honestly think you should move on with your life. This little experience should not be affecting you in your adult years. I had a somewhat similar experience and I simply got another dentist and now I;m fine. The ottawa dentist is my favorite. http://drkamil.com

I feel for all the people that have had a bad experience. It saddens me to hear these stories, I am a dental professional and always always have the patient best interest at heart. I feel people need to be educated and explained about what going on with their dental health, but things get pushed aside with some "not-so" professional dentists and their staff. A good dentist and staff will listen to you and even tell you sometimes that they aren't sure 100% about the outcome of certain proceedures(like deep fillings turning into root canals) and they also might also say "get a second opinion". These are good signs of a great dentist...they are telling truth and not afraid of their diagnoises. Also, if your dentist refers you to a specialist....do it, this means that he/she is not specialized in the treatment that is neccessary for you. This is a blessing, when a general dentist can admit that he/she can not do the proceedure. I have seen a dentist make it their goal to complete something(like a molar root canal or impacted 3rd wisdom extractions) that might take 1 hour and turn it in to 2-3 hour appointment, with a mad,in-pain patient and stressed out doctor... only to have to referr to the specialist at the end of the ordeal. Concerning children, the best thing a parent can do is when they are like 1 1/2 years old take them with you to your appointment of make a appointment just to familirize them with the dental office setting. #1 PLEASE DON"T EVER PUT YOUR FEARS THAT YOU HAVE INTO THEIR MINDS !!! THATS NOT FAIR TO THEM OR TO YOU! Please don't ever threaten children with the phrase...Oh, behave or they will give you a shot! Trust me, I have heard horriffic things come out of mouths of parents to their children. Make it easy for your children and yourself and less expensive than visiting a pediatric dentist that actually will sedate the child (UNECESSRY AND LOTS OF $$$$). Promote dental health in your family and it will pay off in the log run. Easy regular appointments. Remember to breath and relax, pay attention to the way the dentist and staff interacts with each and the patients and go with your intincts. HINT!!! When getting an injection(shot) right before they are about to have you open and deliver it, take a long breath in and let it out slowing and fully with your arms at your side relaxed, eyes closed(not tightly though)(it works!). The more tensed up you are the more difficult it makes it for you. Hope this helps<br />
Myra

Thanks for this info! The dentist I was seeing told my parents and I that I needed braces, so we went to an orthodontist recommended by someone. The orthodontist examined my teeth and told me I indeed needed braces. The nurse then took us outside and told my mom there were wire braces that cost this much and invisible braces that cost this much and asked her which one we'd like. She told her we'd think about it and left. The orthodontist didn't even explain anything to us and just told us I needed braces! We went to another orthodontist after that who explained everything in depth to us and I got my braces there.

Wow, that was pretty freaking awful. I hate them so much too. Bastards.

DENTISTS SUCK

Damn, that doesn't sound like fun! I mean, I had at least a few cavities between the ages of 6 and 8 in my time, but each time I got one filled, my experiencess were never anywhere near this horrific. I was actually sort of relaxed. But I could definitely see how people can see these things as a horror show, even if I can't see them as such.<br />
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But then again, I have been the sort of person to whom people have frequently said, "Dude, I don't know how you do it. If you figure out how, please tell me!"<br />
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Trust me, there are things which many consider to be torture, but which I don't consider as such, but I am more than understanding of other peoples' difference in feelings. *HUGS*

That was a horrible story. <br />
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I love going to the dentist. And I super love the nitrous. I think your dose was too high. At the right dose, you should almost feel like you can't feel your limbs, like you're almost not really there, but not more than a little bit nauseous. You should be able to tell your dentist to increase or decrease the amount, if you feel like you're too drugged, or like it's not working. (And they'll put in your chart what dose worked for you, so the next time they'd probably start you at that.) Once you're at about the right dose, there are additional ways to control how much or little you are getting. Anytime you start to feel really nauseous, just breathe through your mouth, and get more oxygen. Deeper nose breathing = more high; deeper mouth breathing = less high. It's a formula, and you can control your own nitrous levels that way. (Mouth breathing should only really be used to control your nausea. If you find you are only breathing through your mouth, the dose is too high. The dose should be perfect when breathing only through your nose.) Also, perhaps you should close your eyes and daydream with the nitrous high, rather than watching the dentist to see what he's doing. The point of nitrous isn't a painkiller so much as an escape from reality. <br />
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Good luck next time! :)

what a horrible experience. For your next appointment you should seek out a dentist that offers pre appointment medication or sedation dentistry. If you happen to live near Madison, WI they have a great group of offices called First Choice Dental which I highly recommend. You can check them out on Facebook.

What a bastard - I mean, I realize that Dentists (as a Profession) have one of the highest rates of Suicide & Depression as they have to hurt people frequently but this guy sounds like he was off his chain... <br />
You poor thing! You were only a little kid {{HUGS}}