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June 20, 2005


Well, somebody needs a teeth cleaning.

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I might be neurotic, but I do not house many fears...except for going to the dentist. You would think that I'd have gotten over it by now-- I have never had a cavity.

I guess there are some traumatic events that we just cannot shake, and for me that involves being eleven, having the roof of my mouth pulled open, my upside-down and backwards eyeteeth teeth rotated, fit with brackets, and wired to the rest of my braces with a tiny that the orthodontist could slowly yank them down to alignment with the rest of my teeth. It could also include the fact that most of my baby teeth never came out, requiring an oral surgeon to remove them with pliers.

Sixteen years later, I still have not forgiven those with a degree in oral hygiene. While I do not have a full-blown phobia, the procrastination is truly there. The longer I wait to see a dentist, the more anxiety I have that something is wrong, even if there are no symptoms. I guess that I am seeking some motivation´┐Żwords beyond my mother screaming at me that my teeth will fall out if I do not go.

Posted by callalillie at June 20, 2005 6:52 AM | Introspect , Mental Health


i actually don't mind the dentist. i guess when i was young it wasn't too fun because i had cavities, but i've been better as an adult.

Posted by: tien at June 20, 2005 8:07 AM

No, your fears are legitimate. Maintain your.

Posted by: Will at June 20, 2005 8:52 AM

Whoops. Maintain your distrust.

Posted by: Will at June 20, 2005 8:53 AM

Not to side with your mom, but apparantly if you have one even tiny cavity, and therefore the presence of tooth decay, it can, over time, spread- sortof like bacteria- to your other teeth. I waited way to long to get a cavity treated in college (try 2 years) and when I did- I was in for a very rude- and expensive- awakening. I have since learned my lesson. Oh- I also learned that diet coke basically disintegrates your teeth.

Posted by: Maura at June 20, 2005 9:49 AM

when I get home, I will introduce you to the coolest dentist (and a non-sadist hygienist) in the west village. And you know that I have had my own nightmare issues with teeth and oral procedures.

Posted by: alexis at June 20, 2005 10:03 AM

I've been waiting to go to the dentist 'till the scariness of how long it's been outweighs the scariness of actually going. Unfortunately it doesn't seem to be working in inverse proportions. Can you forward the name of that dentist on to me? (Especially if he takes my insurance.)

Posted by: Cynthia at June 20, 2005 10:34 AM

Corie, I just wrote a comment about my experience with a root canal. It was rejected for "questionable content", and I didn't even use any expletives. I'm not sure why that is. But, to sum: you don't want a root canal.

Posted by: beth at June 20, 2005 10:39 AM

Hmm. I wonder why it was rejecting. Damn blacklist. Such a mixed blessing. I remember your posting on your root canal. It scared the crap out of me.

Posted by: corie at June 20, 2005 10:43 AM

I seem not to be able to post either, and I'm not saying anything remotely questionable. I too greatly fear the dentist and am wondering why I don't remember your traumatic dental experience?

Posted by: kar at June 20, 2005 11:04 AM

beth and karen-- were you using three dots at any point? i just deleted that line from blacklist. we'll see if it works...

Posted by: corie at June 20, 2005 11:06 AM

kar, i'm not sure why you don't remember my oral issues. it was in about sixth or seventh grade. oh wait, i think we were fighting over carianne kretz during that time. or something.

Posted by: corie at June 20, 2005 11:08 AM

Thank you for helping to curb my use of the ellipsis. I abuse it terribly.

Posted by: beth at June 20, 2005 11:27 AM

My. There are defitely better memories to recall than that one. Perhaps me not remembering is more fo a symptom of this occuring... oh, close to 20 years ago. That makes next year our 20th Anniversary, by the way. Wild.

Posted by: kar at June 20, 2005 1:08 PM

What an awesome kitty mouth shot. My cats, on the other hand, run as soon as they see me grab the camera.

Posted by: Ayelet at June 20, 2005 1:55 PM

Mine are so traumatized by the flash that they no longer try to hide.

Posted by: corie at June 20, 2005 2:56 PM

I didn't go to the dentist for years (blame it on lousy dental insurance, or lack thereof). When I finally went, I needed so much work, it cost me an arm and a leg but then again, if you have no fillings, maybe your situation isn't so dire. My childhood fillings were worn away and needed to be replaced!

Posted by: Nancy at June 20, 2005 3:34 PM

I went to the same dentist all my life until I moved here, and I had no idea how to go about finding a dentist, so I didn't - for a couple of years. Then, when I finally did go to a dentist, it was awful. He wasn't my friendly, sympathetic childhood dentist - no, he made me cry and didn't even notice or ask why tears were running down my cheeks! Needless to say, it was a year before I went back, and this time I found a dental practice for families, figuring if they can treat kids, they can treat me. So far, so good. BUT, due to the wait, I have to go back every three months because of gum problems!

Posted by: ms. frizzle at June 20, 2005 7:54 PM

Just skip the dentist until you're down to one tooth. Name it "Ol' Chomper," and use it to open canned foods (assuming "ol' chomper" is in the front of your mouth).

Posted by: matt at June 20, 2005 10:29 PM

I share your ardent dislike of the dentist. I loathe going but I go very very regularly as I would absolutely die if something REALLY BAD were to happen (especially due to my neglect). I usually walk out of there with half-moon shapes on my hands (that's from my fingernails digging in). And that's just for a cleaning! Ack!! I'm a freak.

Posted by: carrster at June 20, 2005 11:25 PM

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