first step to perfect teeth.

first step to better teeth.

i had to post this. i just got back from the dentist and straightaway i plopped down in front of my comp and start to share the experience with you guys. arent you all touched? yah. now get praying that my teeth will straighten up real fast when i get the braces, and i wont have to visit any bloody dentists after, not to say extract any shit-ass teeth!

so i step into the cold room of the dental clinic. on the white-washed walls hang a clock in the shape of a tooth and framed-up pictures of whatnot stuff and the qualifications of doctor Ben. he greeted me to step over to the not-comfy-at-all chair and shone the bright yellow lights into my eyes, blinding me from the deep shit i was getting myself into, for just that second. my mummy sat down at a chair right next to the door, she chatted to him while he examined my teeth. (they are friends. duh. why would any mum go yakking to their daughter's dentist.) he told his dental assistants to prepare some stuff, and i lay shivering with fear and anxiety under the freezing blowing of the aircon. soon, they were back with some purple stuff on a metal shaped like our gums. he told me it was ice-cream. yah right. like i am some three-year-old. but i didnt roll my eyes, just to be polite, and he's nice. i like him. so he put it into my mouth and i was to bite it, i guess it was to get a mould of my teeth. it tasted like nothing, so i wasnt fussing. the purple thingy turned white when he took it out, and i gasped in my head with wonder. haha. after that, he explained some yada-yada stuff to how he was going to do what was required to us. i didnt really listen , i just want to get out. i guess i have a phobia with dentists. but i did hear it will only take a year and two months; i was real fuck glad. and i thought i could go, but guess what?

my mummy said not to drag any longer and i was to extract the required teeth out today. it was suppose to be four but doc ben said two will do for now, and the rest, leave it for next week. i really couldnt describe my feelings then. i wasnt really bothered, was in the dilemma state (chinese would be "ku xiao bu de".). so he started to apply this strawberry-flavoured thingy onto my gums, and after, it was when the shit-ass stuff came out - the jab. in case you didnt know, sometimes i am the whiny and super bloody cowardly kind of person. i might be gutsy and i can go on roller coaster rides and mountain hikes and flying foxes or whatever, but i am a punk when it comes to pain. i cant take pain. i wail when i am to be in pain, not cry but wail. when he plunged the super-bloody-fuck long needle into my gums, i did thank god there was the strawberry-flavoured anesthetic that made the pain lesser than how it was when i was in primary school, but nevertheless, i was wincing big time. everytime the needle went in, tears well up in my eyes and i would think to myself, "whatthefuckstopitohshitihateitaarghfuckughfuck" and other stuff with equal intensity. then after four to five such incident, i had to wait seven minutes before the real extraction and i thought to myself, "the worst was over". doc ben talked to me and my mummy, a light chat i would call it. well, not so much chat cause i couldnt reply due to the numbness. so it was them who were yakking. then the extraction.

well, i thought it was okay when he pulled the lower tooth first. all i felt was some pressure and then it was out. but then when it came to the top, oh my. the nurse came to hold my head and i was thinking "how come, for what.". well, when doc ben started then i know why. for fuck's sake. adult teeth sucks. they grow so long and deep that oh my, the pulling was so shit. doc ben had to twist the teeth and i could hear grinding sounds in my head. according to my mummy, she could hear it too. i was like "ohfuckstopitwhatthestopit" for ever-so-long, and it was over. by then, i felt real groggy and numb and freaked out. i was ready to go home. going out the clinic, i was relieved, dreading the next appointment and drooling uncontrollably.

now back at home. i cant believe i didnt cry. i guess i didnt want to be a wimp, but it wasnt that much of a deal. no real pain except the jabs, just really uncomfy moments. but nevertheless, i hate going to the dentals. it's really irritating for me. right now, i keep drooling and i have to run to the toilet every five minutes to change the cotton gauze. it's really ugh for me. super gross. i guess i wont be going anywhere for a long while now. i mean, please for christ's sake, i am a "bo gey" now! i have missing teeth! like i want to be caught like that. NO WAY! sheesh. sacrifices, sacrifices, sacrifices.

i better have really marvelous teeth when the whole thing is done! in like two years. ohfucklong time. or else..

ta-ta.

xoxo.