Taw/Llama - I ain't tellin' you nothin'! Oh, alright. I'll tell you this tale, but only because I have mentioned it before. It all began about eight years ago *cue ripple effect and harp music*...
I was experiencing pain in my back molars, and went to see a new dentist that had opened up (a little Jewish man called "Hillel" I believe). He examined my teeth and discovered that I had two cavities (the only cavities I have had), that were located at the bottom of deep fissures that were too narrow for a toothbrush's bristles. He stated that I would need to have fillings and some fissure seals to prevent the problems from reappearing. As I was about to leave, he stated that it was a fairly minor procedure and that I wouldn't need any anaesthetic injections.
I returned a week later, and was soon ensconced on the too-short dentist's chair. The dentist took out a syringe, and I said "I don't have a problem with needles, but didn't you say that I wouldn't need an anaesthetic?" The dentist turned around and said "You don't want anaesthetic? Alright." and then shoved a drill in my mouth. The next half an hour was... unpleasant. I have always had very sensitive (yet healthy) teeth, and the experience certainly encouraged me to take even better care of them. In the end though, it was done and I haven't had a problem since. The lesson? Take care of your teeth, and try to have anaesthetic when you have fillings. Trust me, it's not a fun experience
Edited by - esquilax on 11/6/2007 5:19:21 PM