- 7 years ago
- Wedding: June 2012
Okay, so I know some of you read my post last week about how I had a root canal scheduled for today and I have been in therapy to conquer my severe dental phobia.
Well, I went in today and cried the second we got into the waiting room. I couldn’t get a hold on myself and I felt like I was going to die. Fiance was with me holding my hand and coaching me through it but it wasn’t helping. We went back and I sat in the chair and they strapped the bib on me, then sent the dentist in. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe and then the dentist came in. She sat down with a blank sheet of paper and a pen and told me to start talking.
I said, umm, about what?
She said, just tell me everything you can think of about your dental phobia. Tell me how you’re feeling right now, tell me why you’re afraid, tell me anything. Just talk.
So I talked. And she took notes. And we talked for almost 30 minutes in a completely no-pressure way (she didn’t even have gloves or a mask on), and I was SO. RELIEVED. that she wasn’t pressuring me into anything and that she was being so patient and kind and taking the time to build up a good rapport. The last denist I was at didn’t even introduce himself, he just bustled in, told me to open up, and started picking away at my teeth with that metal thing. It was awful.
After we talked she asked me exactly what she was allowed to do to me. I told her she could look at just the teeth that needed root canals (again I was under the assumption that 3 of my bottom molars in a row needed root canals), and she took me literally — “look at” meant just using her eyes and the mirror to look at them, no metal pick at all. I had assumed that “look at” meant use the pick, but I was glad that she didn’t make any assumptions at all.
She took root x-rays of the 3 teeth there, and when they came back she let me see the slides and showed me that they DO NOT need ANY root canals, just some kinda big fillings, and one needs a medicated filling to stave off any chance of infection.
Oh my god. I could have cried. I was SO relieved. I’ve had a bajillion fillings before and I they don’t make me nervous at all anymore. Knowing that I only needed fillings was…indescribable. I told Fiance later in the car that the only other time I’ve felt that happy was when we got engaged. (He laughed.)
So I was all ready to sit back and get my fillings done and be finished with all this drama, but since we had spent so long talking, we had used up my entire appointment slot. So I wasn’t able to get any of the fillings done. I actually cried harder about that than I had about being afraid in the beginning — I was SO READY to get them done and get it over with. She’s going to try to squeeze me in tonight after her last regular appointment (how awesome is she, willing to stay late for me?). I’m supposed to hear back from them by 4pm (half an hour from now) whether or not she’ll be able to. If not, I’m hoping I can go in tomorrow or Sunday.
Omg. I’m so relieved. I’m almost EXCITED to get them done. I just had to share the good news!