Rennie1989
27-05-14, 14:25
Hello everyone
Since last September my tooth has felt a little suspect. I thought it was anxiety knocking on the door as that was when I got married and went on my honeymoon. But it's never really gone away.
I know my tooth is virtually dead. The tooth itself no longer hurts and any pain (which is very minimal) comes from the root. The gum around the tooth feels a little more sensitive then the rest of my gums but I brush my teeth twice everyday (not lying!) and will use Cordisol if it feels on the sensitive side, so infection is virtually non-existent.
But in saying that I am terrified of 1) developing an abscess 2) the tooth falling out and exposing raw gum. I know that I need to go to the dentist but.... THEY FLIPPING TERRIFY ME!!
I suppose I could call it a phobia. I cannot watch dentists doing procedures on the TV, the sound of the drill makes every fiber of my body crawl and the smell makes me want to projectile vomit. The last time that I went I had to have my husband in the room with me, there was no way on his god damn planet that I was doing it alone!!!
So, I've got to bite the bullet and be a brave girl and book an appointment to see the dentist. Booking it is fine, I can do that, it's physically going there and sitting in the dentist chair whilst he pokes and prods at my teeth (writing this has just made me feel nauseous!!). I suppose I'm asking for inspirational and motivational words.
And cuddles, give me lots of cuddles!
Since last September my tooth has felt a little suspect. I thought it was anxiety knocking on the door as that was when I got married and went on my honeymoon. But it's never really gone away.
I know my tooth is virtually dead. The tooth itself no longer hurts and any pain (which is very minimal) comes from the root. The gum around the tooth feels a little more sensitive then the rest of my gums but I brush my teeth twice everyday (not lying!) and will use Cordisol if it feels on the sensitive side, so infection is virtually non-existent.
But in saying that I am terrified of 1) developing an abscess 2) the tooth falling out and exposing raw gum. I know that I need to go to the dentist but.... THEY FLIPPING TERRIFY ME!!
I suppose I could call it a phobia. I cannot watch dentists doing procedures on the TV, the sound of the drill makes every fiber of my body crawl and the smell makes me want to projectile vomit. The last time that I went I had to have my husband in the room with me, there was no way on his god damn planet that I was doing it alone!!!
So, I've got to bite the bullet and be a brave girl and book an appointment to see the dentist. Booking it is fine, I can do that, it's physically going there and sitting in the dentist chair whilst he pokes and prods at my teeth (writing this has just made me feel nauseous!!). I suppose I'm asking for inspirational and motivational words.
And cuddles, give me lots of cuddles!