Raise your hand if you enjoy a trip to the dentist's office. Yeah, that's about what I expected-no hands. I have to admit, even though my Dad was a dental assistant in the military when I was younger, I was always just a little bit scared about going to the dentist. Even if it was just a routine cleaning. It didn't matter what dentist (I could have been visiting our local dentist, or a Taylorsville Dentist, it didn't matter), or what the occasion was-I hated going to the dentist! I don't know why, because I never had anything that required shots until I was about 15. I just didn't like it.
I remember one time going in for a cleaning when I was probably 9 or 10, and the dentist discovered I had a cavity. I was scared to death that I would get a shot. The dentist even told me that he would try to get the filling in without a shot, but would just numb the area with a swab. It didn't matter, I was still worried that he would give me a shot without telling me first (I know now it's stupid, but you know how little kids think!). Of course he didn't need to, and was able to get the filling done without the shot, so I was very relieved. The first time I did need a shot, we were traveling and visited a dentist on a friend's recommendation. It wasn't something I could wait till we got home for; the cavity had reached a nerve before I even realized it was there, and the pain was intense. I think I was about 17, and still slightly nervous (although not to the extent that I was as a young child). He did the normal prep, and when I actually got the shot, I couldn't believe it. I thought "Wow. That little pinch is what I have been scared of for so long?" Literally, it didn't bother me in the least! Although by then I was pretty much over the nervousness about a trip to the dentist, after that visit I lost all apprehension. Now going to the dentist is just something that needs done, and I'm not nervous at all.
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