Star Wars Episode X: The revenge of the dentist

The greatest enemy of all time is the dentist.

My first few dental visits in the school's small clinic scarred me emotionally for life. I hated those dental visits.They would send fellow schoolmates round the classes with a little red clipboard to call students down for their half yearly checkup.T he teacher would announce the name in front of the entire class, and the unfortunate student would get to skip that lesson to visit the dentist.
I hated it.

I'd rather have chinese 听写x1000 than to visit the dentist.Perhaps our dentist was not a real dentist, she's female so I reckon she is a nurse instead of a dentist (gender discrimination here..)

BUT then again, I don't understand why we had to live with just plain probably unqualified nurses to tend to us.They always had to approach your teeth with that unfriendly expression, and that really sharp steel tool (no idea what that is called) and go tugging in between your teeth.And mind you.. its not very gently.The way she dug at my teeth, I suspected she part times at the construction site.

It took me one cancelled appointment, two days of worrying before I got my ass down to the dentist yesterday.

Perhaps its been 3 years since my last visit.. Thus I don't really recall right down to every detail what the previous visit was like.
But yesterday's trip to the dental clinic was.. highly amusing (and painful). So amusing, it reminded me of Star Wars.
Not that the dentist wore the dark suit and helmet like Darth Vader, or had that radio thingy on his chest.

But the noises/sounds I heard throughout my entire dental visit was similar to that on Star Wars.
You know.. like R2D2
And I went for an X-ray.
Which by far was the weirdest of X-rays for me.

I thought it was no big deal, the X-ray.
Like taking a picture of you.
Instead, they led me into this relatively dark room, told me to bite onto some plastic thing, place some strange looking stuff on my head and told me to look straight ahead.
So far so good, except for the fact that I felt like R2D2.
That is till I saw the dentist and his assistant running out of the room.
A part of me felt so inclined to flee with them.
Because the moment that equipment was activated, it produced some strange sounds, almost like R2D2 talking to me.

The dentist.
A strange lot.
Throughout my entire visit, he had his mask on. He spoke alot during my visit, because I consulted him about my wisdom tooth.
Much later, after the X-ray was out, I realised I had only 3 wisdom teeth, instead of 4 that most people should have.
And the worse part?
My wisdom tooth is beneath my gum.
The strange dentist was nice though. He tried not to make me sound like much of a freak. Except saying mine was a really unusual situation, where all 3 teeth on my left side were stacked like dominos.
Yes, he said all that with his mask.
Wonder if he wears one at home as well..

Dr Mask is also one hell of a nagger.
He could not stop repeating the same statement like twice.
At times, I felt like knocking all his teeth of and tell him he doesn't have to repeat that to me once more.
Imagine:
Maybe it'll be better if you go for a surgery to remove both the teeth at once.
He said that like 5 times.
Before I felt obliged to ask questions so he could steer away from that surgery word.

My mother says I have an itchy backside.
For nothing, visit dentist for what?
Oh-so-true.
Now that I know I have a teeth rooted deep beneath the gum, resting on one of my nerve, I can't help but think I might die the next minute.
How ridiculous.
Cleaning the teeth is so traumatic for me.
Really.
I tried as much to be cooperative. Hoping beyond all hopes that cooperation will minimise pain.
But I gave up half way through.
I had to clenched my hands into fists to endure the entire ordeal.
And I am now so fanatic about my clean teeth, I want to brush them like every 5 minutes.
That would at least buy me some time.
And perhaps my next dental visit will be like in.... 10 years time?

I am just not willing to blow another 40 bucks just cleaning those damn teeth.
I think Dr Mask totally fleeced me.
He charged me for painkillers and antibiotics even though I told him I experienced just mild pain.
The painkillers he gave me?
It was for those hardcore ones.
And it amounted to like almost $20 just for the antibiotics and painkillers can.
I also can be dentist.
I just need some screwdrivers.