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CobaltRose
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Hi everyone,
Needless to say, the prospect of going to the dentist has always terrified me. My last dental appointment was when I was ten. I'm now 20. I decided to bite the bullet (no pun intended…) and arrange an appointment, which is booked for Monday (4th July). The reason for this sudden change of heart was twofold. One, I wanted to simply go for it and try and conquer this fear. Secondly, I have actually noticed a potential dental issue. I've noticed that one of my back molars has a tiny greyish black line on it, which I know can be a sign of decay. I'm VERY good with my dental hygiene (I thoroughly brush and floss twice a day, sometimes more if I've eaten or drunk something especially sugary), so the prospect of me having decay despite my best efforts to prevent it is more than a little dismaying. The tooth itself isn't painful, and the rest of my teeth and gums look and feel fine.
On the one hand, I'm relieved I'm finally getting back into the dentist's chair, but on the other I'm totally petrified! Not just of the whole idea itself, but also of what the dentist might find. What if the tooth is totally rotten and I need a root canal?! What if I need loads of fillings? What if the dentist is really rude and tells me off? All of these thoughts are swirling around in my head, making me more and more nervous.
Argh!
Needless to say, the prospect of going to the dentist has always terrified me. My last dental appointment was when I was ten. I'm now 20. I decided to bite the bullet (no pun intended…) and arrange an appointment, which is booked for Monday (4th July). The reason for this sudden change of heart was twofold. One, I wanted to simply go for it and try and conquer this fear. Secondly, I have actually noticed a potential dental issue. I've noticed that one of my back molars has a tiny greyish black line on it, which I know can be a sign of decay. I'm VERY good with my dental hygiene (I thoroughly brush and floss twice a day, sometimes more if I've eaten or drunk something especially sugary), so the prospect of me having decay despite my best efforts to prevent it is more than a little dismaying. The tooth itself isn't painful, and the rest of my teeth and gums look and feel fine.
On the one hand, I'm relieved I'm finally getting back into the dentist's chair, but on the other I'm totally petrified! Not just of the whole idea itself, but also of what the dentist might find. What if the tooth is totally rotten and I need a root canal?! What if I need loads of fillings? What if the dentist is really rude and tells me off? All of these thoughts are swirling around in my head, making me more and more nervous.
Argh!