Visit to a Dentist

16 Visit to a Dentist Did you know that nearly everyone hates going to the dentist? Some people say they would rather walk a mile across hot coals than spend a few minutes in a dentist's chair. I am no different. I do not like visiting the dentist at all. As a child, I took care of my teeth and brushed them twice a day. However, when I grew up, I could not avoid the dentist. It all started with my wisdom teeth. These teeth grow at the back of your mouth, after your other teeth have been there for many years. I was twenty years old when two wisdom teeth began to surface slowly. Not long after, I developed a hole in the right wisdom tooth, which led to infections once in a while. I visited a dentist, who suggested that I have it pulled out. A week later, I went to the dental clinic to have the wisdom tooth removed. I was nervous, but the nurse assured me that it wouldn't hurt because they would give me something for the pain.

First, a nurse jabbed my gums with a needle full of anaesthetic to kill the pain. Soon, my right cheek, my lip and my tongue became numb. While waiting, I listened to the clink-clank of the dentist tools being prepared. The sounds made me nervous. Soon, the dentist came and asked me to open my mouth wide so he could prepare the tooth for extraction. He tested my numbness by poking here and there. Satisfied, he began the surgery. The dentist inserted various instruments into my mouth. There was some shaking as a drill was used to grind the tooth. The anaesthetic killed the pain, but I could still hear the sound of the tools and feel the vibrations of the instruments as they worked. The time for the last step finally arrived. The nurse held my head as the dentist tugged to pull out the wisdom tooth. " One, two, three! " A few hard tugs and it came out. It was done! With a cotton gauze in my cheek, I gestured to the dentist with my thumb up. My friend came to drive me home, and I was happy. It was all over!