I’ve always hated going to the dentist. I don’t like people who hurt me. The very smell of that room is jibby. When I was a kid, I used to be terrified of the dentist guy. For some reason, I have always associated dentists with pain. And why not… every time I sit on that chair with all this pointy things and drills around me, I can’t help but cringe at the thought of having them stuck in my mouth.
Today, I decided to go to the dentist to get my teeth cleaned. There were some stains on my teeth, since I drink a hell lot of coffee and I smoke too. I guess people reading this blog will be aware of that. There is a dental college nearby and they just charge you ten rupees, for my non-Indian friends that is like 25 cents, for any dental procedure and since I’m a cheap guy I went there. What happens here is that you’ve got inexperienced kids poking around in your mouth trying to fix your pearly whites and every once in a while their supervising professor will come to check if they have done correctly.
Supposedly, I have marginal gingivitis. This is pretty normal. But the thing is, if you go around poking near my gums with a sharp needle, what the dentists term as periodontal poking, my gums rupture. Well, the girl who was cleaning my teeth, she was poking a hell lot. At least she could have gone a bit soft on my gums but no, my gums were started bleeding because of her over enthusiastic periodontal poking. After one hour of my gums getting hurt, I was starting to miss my usual dentist. I hate him too but at least he does my cleaning without hurting my gums.
Anyway, after an hour and a half, she goes to tell the professor that she has finished cleaning. He comes to check on the proceedings and to his dismay and to mine, she hadn’t finished. At least that’s what I understood when I saw him scolding her and saying some mumbo jumbo about stains and scales. Then, he calls all the students in the room around twelve of them, and starts taking a mini lecture using my mouth as a case study. WTF ! I had some festoon thingy and cleft thingy near my canine which he apparently discussed in the last lecture so my mouth was a perfect opportunity to take a refresher class for him.
After one more hour of scraping my teeth, the ordeal was finally over. And I was left with perfectly white teeth but gums puffed from bleeding. My gums have become okay now but I still hate dentists.