Back to the dentist

Today I had to go back to the dentist for a procedure called bonding.  Apparently, I brush my teeth to hard that I have caused some gum recession on 2 of my upper back teeth.  I gotta admit, the upper right tooth has been hurting for a few weeks.  I assumed the worst thinking it was a cavity or worse, a root canal.  I wasn't in major pain but enough to where I finally put my foot down and made the appointment.  I'm certainly not a fan of the dentist.  Being a child of the 70's who is?  I mean seriously, someone has to agree with that statement.  There were no television monitors in the dental room to preoccupy oneself while the drill was coming right at ya.  There was no niceness in the novocaine or gentleness with the needle and the pliers weren't fun either.  But fast forward 30 some odd years to 2014 and things have changed. 

For one, the dentists look like me, meaning around my age.  By the way, when did I get so old anyway?  So why wouldn't a dentist (who maybe grew up in the 70's) not want to create an inviting atmosphere right? I would think he/she's fear of the dentist would be the same as mine, hence creating a better and friendlier environment would be a plus for everyone.

So when I made the appointment the dental assistant said the procedure would take about 30-40 min.  Okay, that doesn't sound that bad.  But I failed to ask if the procedure hurt???  But the more I think about it, I really don't want to know nor did I want to search the internet to find out so I went with the "ignorance is bliss" concept and drove my butt straight to the dentist office promptly at 2:40pm, and not a minute sooner.  Remember, even though the back room has a tv now, I'm still not a fan of the dentist.  Besides, don't they make big bucks, what's up with the 3 inch tv in a gi-gando monitor with pictures of teeth on it.  Like I want to see teeth with roots right before I'm getting worked on.  

Of course they wasted no time calling me back to the dreaded back room.  (Geez I can sit in any other doctors waiting room for hours on end but not the dentist.  Why is he the only one "on time?"  So  once I sat in the dreaded chair, I actually sat there a bit waiting which kind of pissed me off.  I was reading a gossip magazine in the lobby.  Could have sat out there verses sitting inside listening to the sounds of some sort of drill spinning away in the next room.  Note to dentist:  can we put some doors on these rooms for a little bit of privacy please???

Finally the dentist came in.  What is he doing here?  Apparently working on your teeth girlfriend, which suddenly made me a little uneasy.  When does the dentist come in to the room first?  It's always the dental assistant.  Geez, can you ease me in to this procedure a bit more? 
Could this actually be bad? 
How did they get me to come back here? 
Oh no, I'm doomed.

So he sits down next to me and asked "Do you have any questions?"  Ummm.....ya.  Why are you doing this and will it hurt?  He explained that bonding will protect my gums from receding more.  It won't hurt and the procedure won't take long.  With hesitation I said "OK."  Thinking in my head "what am I doing here?"

The next thing I know, shove the cotton in place.....Zoom, zoom, zap, zap, noise, noise, water, suction, tink, tink, polish and done!  20 min or so later and 2 teeth were done???  That surprisingly wasn't that bad.  Not bad at all

So after 30 plus years of hating the dentist with a PASSION!!!!  Can this be a start of a new beginning?  Can I actually like you people? 

Verdict pending upon my next visit back to the dentist.....and there will be a return visit.  Worrying about oral heath almost gave me a heart attack.  I need to stay focus and make sure my entire body is healthy include my teeth!