Everyone that knows me will know that with a passion, I hate teeth. I hate everything about teeth and since about 22 have been terrified of the dentist. I used to like the dentist, then my lovely dentist retired and was replaced with a psycho-crazy Irish woman who basically tried to kill me with a drill. Since then, the visits to the dentist (a new one I may add) have resulted in me rejecting sedation (Yes, I actually tried to attack the dentist), crying, vomiting, hiding in the toilet and basically being terrified of anyone touching my mouth.
So, you can imagine, to my delight, that now I am planning my first implant, I have to have a bone graft on my jaw first. Yes, a bone graft. I am more than scared and have asked the Doctor for a large prescription of Valium (I asked if they could just knock me out…the answer was no). This happens on the 6th December, so I will of course report back (if I survive, I may not mind you) and hopefully I can begin the journey of my first implant.
Why are dentists so god damn scary? Why can I not be brave again? Any voodoo magic, luck, drugs, prayers anyone wants to send my way would be most appreciated for the 6th.