I discovered a new irrational fear today – the dental hygenist. Sorry, not the dental hygenist, but the equipment they use. I can actually be pretty specific. It’s the water pick! It has a high pitched squeal and shoots a wire of water! If the hygenist hits a sensitive spot…look out! I was afraid I was going to hit her as a result of a knee-jerk reaction from pain.
I was friggin’ terrified. There I was, 30 some odd years old, sitting in the chair, white knuckled from gripping the arm rests too tight, my legs completely taut. I was like a little boy. I can still hear that high-pitched sound echoing in my ears. I had a headache. My back muscles started to spasm. I was sweating, but freezing cold. I wanted to cry!
The whole time, the hygenist was saying things like, “This wouldn’t hurt so much if you flossed every day.” Or, “If you don’t floss, you’ll have bone loss. If that happens, your teeth will fall out.” She said other things, but I was concentrating so hard on not freaking out that I wasn’t really listening.
She is a very nice lady, is very gentle and professional, but she scares the shit out of me!
Thank goodness the fear of having no teeth at all is stronger!