Yesterday I went back to the dentist. That is now twice in 2 weeks. I don't think I mentioned it last week when I had 2 teeth pulled. That left me with one tooth in the back on the left side. Yesterday 2 more were pulled. On the top left side and that also leaves me with one tooth in the back on that side. It started out that all the teeth that needed to come out on the left top side would come out. This included the ones in the front that are coming out to make room for the partial. So I was numbed up for a total of 4 teeth to yanked out. While numbed up she also cleaned my teeth. Not a big deal cause I could not feel anything. Then she started yanking the teeth. Just before the first one was completly out I felt her pulling on the tooth. I felt the tool she was using. I was able to stop her. She gave me 3 more shots. That one came out. She started on the second one again I felt it just before it was totally out. Again she gave me 3 more shots. That one came out. Then she was in the front and went to start pulling out number 3. Starting is the key word. She poked my gum where the tooth meets the gum with a tool. I.Felt.That. Instead of just raising my left hand like I am suppose to do I screamed at the top of my lungs. As much as someone can do with their mouth already open with hands and tools in their mouth. I was done. Sure she could have given me more shots but quite frankly I could not stand to sit there any longer. I could stand to be in the same town as the dentist was.
I don't want to go back there again. I want to find another dentist. I want to finish somewhere else. I have had enough. With each tooth that has been pulled in the past few months...which is a total of 6 I have had countless shots, and have heard with each single tooth cracking and popping of bone. It's a sound that I can not begin to describe. But it's 50 times worse than someone taking thier nails and scratching a chalk board. I kid you not. I can not sit and listen to this sound anymore. I have talked to another dentist that is willing to take me on. Is willing to try to finish up the work. And has said that more than likely he would refer me to anther dentist that would not only finish the work for me but would aslo sedate me for the remaining work. This I have to say sounds like dental heaven.
Yet Hubby makes a good argument.
He says because I am so close to being done.....as in I have 3 more teeth(if i am counting right) left to be pulled. That would take 2 more visits. Unless she decides to numb the front teeth on top and the ones on the bottom right.....that it would be sensless for me to find another dentist at this point. And he says it will take longer to get the work finished if I switched now than it would if I stayed and finished up.
Would you stay and listen to bones cracking and popping each time a tooth was pulled? Would you suck it up with the needles and keeping going? At this point I am starting to have panic attacks just thinking about the dentist. And on days that I do go....I can hardly breathe but somehow manage to live through the visit.
Or would you just say I can't take it anymore and go to someone who could send you to someone just to be sedated so you end up being more relaxed and comfortable?
Tell me....what would you do?