Tales of Dentistry Horror! (6)

1 Name: Random Anonymous 2005-04-17 11:08 ID:D/9j3fKG

Well, to start things off here;

Three years ago I'd been asked to get my Wisdom Teeth removed. Being as I'd been told Wisdom-Teeth stories from family members I was quite afraid, but the dentist gave me something to calm me down, that I'd have to take when the day came.

It felt like a long time but the day came. I took the little blue pill an hour before and took off towards destiny. When I'd reached the office I felt like I'd warped to some Frankensteinian Hellhole and the pill didn't help my fear of the inevitable too much. (Or maybe since I was drugged up enough to attempt an escape despite coming of my own volition maybe it helped more then I'd thought)

Having signed in with the secretary I sat down in the pleather seating and waited patiently, watching the fishtank in peace. Then it dawned on me and I turned towards the TV in the room. My worst enemy; Daytime TV! They'd prepared for my arrival! 'Fuck this, I'm leaving' but my thoughts came too late as the good Dentist beckoned me to enter his minty-fresh lair.

(Continued in next post)

2 Name: 1 2005-04-17 11:28 ID:D/9j3fKG

Walking down the hallway many freaks of nature could be seen, with metal protrusions appearing from their mouths like some kinda cyborg snake protrusions appearing from someone's mouth. 'Reminds me of my neice' I thought as I sit down in the leaning chair.

"I'll be back I just need to finish up with another patient" the dentist said to me as he left me waiting. But I knew well what he meant from the screams in the next room. I was in Hell. Or that's what I thought anyways until I saw the nurse. 'If this is Hell then St. Paul can wait!' I thought as I watched her go over the tools of the trade. (lol Prostitution)

"Wait just a second while I get the gas" she had said in her sultry soft voice as she also left me with my thoughts. 'I thought they only gassed dogs and convicts!' I knew I had to leave, but my body wouldn't move. Hey, maybe the drugs did work!

"Hey there! Come to get our wisdom teeth removed today, huh?" As I'd gotten tired of staring at the ceiling and listening to elevator music for the past 5 minutes the dentist and his lovely assistant returned with a nasal mask. And apparently they felt like mocking me. I responded to his question and with some reassurance the procedure started.

(To be continued)

3 Name: 1 2005-04-17 11:45 ID:D/9j3fKG

They'd attached the "mask"(Hey, I'm no dental expert) to my nose I was feeling alittle better about things. Probably because I was gassed up and I was told they accidentally used too much gas to start with so I was seeing clowns and other such evil things for alittle awhile. As soon as they'd readjusted the gas my fears came back, because they brought out the Novacaine needle as well. If Daytime TV is my enemy, then needles are surely my enemy's evil boss. Normally I don't mind needles, though, but when they have to go up the roof of my mouth or other such places it's PAIN CITY; POPULATION, ME!(As opposed to Sin City)

"We'll make this quick and you won't feel a thing" the dentist continued reassuring me with his cold and evil yet soothing words. Truthfully he was right because soon after they'd rubbed more numbing gel around in my mouth I hadn't felt a thing and the gas was giving me the giggles. 'Why so many drugs?' thought for abit, but soon I'd be dozing off anyways, only to wake up off and on to see more nurses, one of which looked like Ella Fitzgerald. I also heard cracking and breaking sounds from my mouth but I didn't think much of it.

Before I knew it the procedure was over and I had to be woken up by about three personel and my mom. Stumbling back through the hallway wiping blood off my cheek I overheard something about that being the first time the dentist tried removing wisdom teeth, and that he'd normally refer the patient to the local hospital.

"Fuck," I said to myself as I took the cotton and syringe needed to nurse the gaps in my mouth and left. Honestly it was the waiting that killed me. Afterwards it was no big deal. Hell, I love eating soft foods, and shrugged off all the pain afterwards and slept a whole lot, which I do anyways! Win, win situation!

And that's how I learned the dentist is a con-artist who tried unpracticed(for him, anyways) surgery on me.

4 Name: Random Anonymous 2005-04-17 22:04 ID:Zz6xE+22

:hunched over in a corner, whimpering:

... Is it over? Oh good, it's over! I couldn't have disguised those giggling noises as cowering noises for much longer.

lol

5 Name: Random Anonymous 2005-04-18 04:39 ID:Heaven

tl;dr

6 Name: Random Anonymous 2005-05-12 09:45 ID:Heaven

>>5
ts;dr

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