Day 38: Dental Work

If I have to spend so much time in the dental chair (like I did today and last Friday), I suppose I should find something positive to say about the experience.

Genetically, I have awful teeth.  They are soft, wildly creviced, and worst of all, no matter how much I brush, they are prone to damage and decay.  I have lost count of the numbers of filling, crown and root canal work I have endured over the years.  Today I was fitted for another permanent crown (at least my 10th).

Every time I mention going in for dental work, people groan at the empathetic pain they anticipate, but I have to reassure them.  So many years of lying in an inverted prone position for these procedures has earned me one extraordinary ability.  I feel no pain. No anxiety. No trauma.  Nada.  Even though my only numbing agent is Novocaine, through the drilling and the scraping and the carving and the fitting, I simply relax.  So much so, I regularly fall asleep.

So even though I'd rather be saving my money for more rewarding things, I'm glad trips to the dentist are not painful for me.  Too many people I know have such awful experiences, I'm glad mine are relaxing and allow me some much needed rest.