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Originally Posted by astra
Oh, and here I thought I am going to be the only one.
I am 100% like that, well 90%, because with dentists I am reduced to something less than a poodle.
I don't care of needles and drawing blood but dentists?    
I have been traumatized by Soviet's Army of Dentists. It was so bad, that I didn't visit dentists for 14 years after root canal treatment when I was 18 years old. Eventually it got very bad. I could not eat on one side of my mouth for 7 years until I was forced to visit a dentist in the UK. Forced, means either die from not being able to eat at all, or go to dentist.
I have found one who practised sedating. It did the job.
You know, in xUSSR they would inject a painkiller only when they extract a tooth? I mean, root canal treatments have been done without any painkillers. Getting close to the root in order to put arsenic (yes, arsenic) without a painkiller? It is that moment when the drilling machine goes over the root and you shoot to the ceiling from the pain and they say OK OK OK it is done, I can put arsenic on it now for one week...(a dentist in Israel told me that the arsenic was killing more than just the root, it was going deeper and killing other things around the root...) Let alone the crude equipment they used. She tried to get to the root with one drilling machine. Could not. Asked me to go to another chair with another drilling machine.
Yes, traumatized ...a good word. Scared shitless would describe it better.
Then again. It is only me, coward. The whole population of 200M+ people lived with it and had no problem.
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now, see that right there should have been grounds enough for throwing over the Soviet Union
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Originally Posted by Iridal
I actually like going to the dentist. But I guess that's because I've never even had to have a cavity filled. I go in, he looks at my teeth and says: perfect  Everyone in my family has really strong teeth.
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I haven't had any cavities either. I spent a long time in braces and my orthodontist managed to break some of my teeth at the root level. as an adult they started dying. an Army Dentist was pulling one without enough novocaine, and actually ended up straddling my chest. I've been working with a cosmetic dentist to make everything right. I had to take a year off of that after the knee surgery. I've been getting ready to start up again, but two weeks ago I get his death notice in the mail

. he was quite young, maybe 60. a really aggressive cancer

. his son has taken over the practice. all that trust needs to be rebuilt *sob*