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with mouth agaped, my body tensed up like a compressed spring as a flurry of unpleasent memories arised elicted by various dental apparatuses which at that moment i was convinced were conceived in torture camps and tested on unfortunate POWs and insurgents to draw out sensitive information.
my hands clinched into a tight fist to the noise emitted by the suction tube trying to do its best imitation of a breathing darth vadar, while depriving me of my own saliva. my mouth and throat all of a sudden felt so dry and i desperately wanted to swallow but that need was surmounted by the fear that any abrupt movements may result in splattered gums and chiped teeth.
so i lay reclined in agonizing silence and in my statue like stillness i tried to recompose. i consciously drop my shoulders and unclinched my fist but i revert as soon as i hear the discorded shrills of the drill working furiously.
respite is in the build up of blood and subsequent need to dispose of it. i gladly spit it all out into the sink and relish rinsing my mouth while desperately trying to prolong the process but alas reprieve is teasingly short and i had to continue enduring the pain.
god i hate the dentist! that was merely a check up and clean. my last visit was 5 years ago and that was for a root canal which if i remember correctly was the most pain ive ever been in my entire life. i loathed going then and i loath it even more now. time certainly hasnt toughened me up in that respect. but on the brighter side, fortunately i have no reasons to go back until im due for my next review.
my hands clinched into a tight fist to the noise emitted by the suction tube trying to do its best imitation of a breathing darth vadar, while depriving me of my own saliva. my mouth and throat all of a sudden felt so dry and i desperately wanted to swallow but that need was surmounted by the fear that any abrupt movements may result in splattered gums and chiped teeth.
so i lay reclined in agonizing silence and in my statue like stillness i tried to recompose. i consciously drop my shoulders and unclinched my fist but i revert as soon as i hear the discorded shrills of the drill working furiously.
respite is in the build up of blood and subsequent need to dispose of it. i gladly spit it all out into the sink and relish rinsing my mouth while desperately trying to prolong the process but alas reprieve is teasingly short and i had to continue enduring the pain.
god i hate the dentist! that was merely a check up and clean. my last visit was 5 years ago and that was for a root canal which if i remember correctly was the most pain ive ever been in my entire life. i loathed going then and i loath it even more now. time certainly hasnt toughened me up in that respect. but on the brighter side, fortunately i have no reasons to go back until im due for my next review.