That's the last thing you want to hear when you are sitting prone in the dentist chair "Pass the scalpel, I am just going to remove some of your gum.." Oh, thank you very much I thought to myself as I looked right up his nose...
I was spluttering and choking and coughing and thinking I really don't want to be here I wish it would end soon, but it didn't it went on and on, that screeching noise of the drill. At the very start when he put the cement like stuff into my mouth...I thought...that's it I am out of here as I felt as if I couldn't breathe. I was so ashamed of myself, I was terrified, I was actually shaking..and I felt quite faint.
"Bloody hell" I declared at the end, then I looked up at the dentist "I suppose there should be a thank you, so thank you very much" I struggled feeling my way to the door on shakey feet knowing I had another appointment to go... I have watched many a programme on the television where people have their whole faces remodelled and teeth capped without so much as a whimper ...are they superhuman? I would rather go through having another baby than visit the dentist again. Unfortunately I have another two appointments!