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LeeLeePie
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Hey everyone, I'm new to posting. I've been looking on this site for quite some time now, however and finally decided I needed to post, so here goes...
I am 31 years old, and after 17 very long years, I finally went to a dentist. Several bad experiences, absolute fear and dental insurance kept me away. I finally have a job with insurance and have known I needed to have my teeth looked at for some time now. But did I go? Of course not. Not until I broke a tooth that was visible when I smiled (I already had two broken molars).Even then, I didn't go right away. It took an infection and excruciating pain.
Last month, I went to my first appointment, found out everything it would take to fix all of this mess in my face. I just knew I needed dentures. None of my teeth would be able to be saved. It had to be that bad. But it wasn't. Absolutely unbelievable!
I needed a bunch of fillings and 1 root canal/crown. I was on cloud nine. I hurried to schedule my root canal because I wanted to not have to have my teeth even more than I already did. I was terrified, but I actually made it through the root canal with no problems. I didn't feel anything. So far everything was great. I scheduled an appointment for the crown placement and 3 fillings.
That appointment was 3 days ago. And it's where things went wrong. I made it through the fillings without any issues, and he was able to make the crown in office. The dentist left the room, telling me all that was left was to glue it in.
I was elated. For a while. Then 30 minutes had passed. No one came in the room. It felt like I didn't even exist.
That's when I started to panic.
I started crying, but trying to stop myself. It only got worse. 45 minutes passed and I lost it. Truly. The walls felt like they were having in on me. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't stop crying. It was a nightmare. I called someone who got me to be able to go to the desk where I proceed to tell her "I need to get the f*** out of here, I'm freaking out." She offered for me to go outside, but I couldn't. I was afraid I might not come back, and I'd be stuck with a ground down chunk of a tooth.
She came back to check on me and was very kind, letting me know the crown was just cooling off (hence the amount of time) and he would be in soon. Within minutes he was there, getting it glued in and calming me down as best he could. I apologized for losing it (still hyperventilating) and made another appointment for 3 fillings on November 1st.
The problem I'm facing now is that I'm terrified the dentist and his entire staff probably hates me and thinks I'm an a**hole. Its making me even more stressed out than I would have been, already. I don't know what to do. How am I even going to show my face to them again? I'm mortified...
I am 31 years old, and after 17 very long years, I finally went to a dentist. Several bad experiences, absolute fear and dental insurance kept me away. I finally have a job with insurance and have known I needed to have my teeth looked at for some time now. But did I go? Of course not. Not until I broke a tooth that was visible when I smiled (I already had two broken molars).Even then, I didn't go right away. It took an infection and excruciating pain.
Last month, I went to my first appointment, found out everything it would take to fix all of this mess in my face. I just knew I needed dentures. None of my teeth would be able to be saved. It had to be that bad. But it wasn't. Absolutely unbelievable!
I needed a bunch of fillings and 1 root canal/crown. I was on cloud nine. I hurried to schedule my root canal because I wanted to not have to have my teeth even more than I already did. I was terrified, but I actually made it through the root canal with no problems. I didn't feel anything. So far everything was great. I scheduled an appointment for the crown placement and 3 fillings.
That appointment was 3 days ago. And it's where things went wrong. I made it through the fillings without any issues, and he was able to make the crown in office. The dentist left the room, telling me all that was left was to glue it in.
I was elated. For a while. Then 30 minutes had passed. No one came in the room. It felt like I didn't even exist.
That's when I started to panic.
I started crying, but trying to stop myself. It only got worse. 45 minutes passed and I lost it. Truly. The walls felt like they were having in on me. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't stop crying. It was a nightmare. I called someone who got me to be able to go to the desk where I proceed to tell her "I need to get the f*** out of here, I'm freaking out." She offered for me to go outside, but I couldn't. I was afraid I might not come back, and I'd be stuck with a ground down chunk of a tooth.
She came back to check on me and was very kind, letting me know the crown was just cooling off (hence the amount of time) and he would be in soon. Within minutes he was there, getting it glued in and calming me down as best he could. I apologized for losing it (still hyperventilating) and made another appointment for 3 fillings on November 1st.
The problem I'm facing now is that I'm terrified the dentist and his entire staff probably hates me and thinks I'm an a**hole. Its making me even more stressed out than I would have been, already. I don't know what to do. How am I even going to show my face to them again? I'm mortified...