I called to make dentist appointments for me and the two kidlets. I tell the appointment-maker-woman that I have a ‘problem’ with the x-rays. Then I start rambling on about my small pallette and how I have a very quick gag reflex and I cry and cough and gag and maybe she could give me some valium or some other sort of medication that would relax those gag reflexes long enough to get the x-rays done.
She says, “What about the x-rays scares you?” Scared?? I’m not SCARED! Didn’t she just hear me explain my quick gag reflex and small pallette?? How dare she think that I’m scared! I tell her that I can’t do those bite-wing things… and doesn’t she have something she can do for me??
She says “Oh – the bite wings, crazy lady!” (I added the crazy lady part – she didn’t say that out loud… although, I swear I could hear her finger doing the international sign for crazy next to her head…) Anyway…she says that they can do the panoramic x-ray if I can’t do the bite wings. Okay.
Today at the dentist, the dental assistant starts doing something with some sort of apparatus… I’m explaining to her how my last dentist yelled at me because she couldn’t get the x-rays done because I couldn’t do the bite win…
I didn’t even get the last word out of my mouth when she inserts the bite wing and tells me to bite down. So I did. And I gagged and started tearing up. She tells me that she’s got a solution. “Breathe through your nose,” she says. Wow. Thanks.
OF COURSE I’M BREATHING THROUGH MY NOSE – I’VE GOT A BITE-WING IN MY MOUTH!
I breathe through my nose while she RUNS out of the way so she can get a picture. I start gagging and coughing and gagging some more and tears are running down my face… she’s yelling, “It’ll be quick! Just hold it! Just hold it!” I take the %$#&*!! bite-wing OUT of my mouth.
Defeated, she begrudgingly brings me over to the panoramic machine. I have to bite down with my two front teeth and this was ALMOST too much for me after the whole bite-wing incident of a few minutes earlier.
The dentist says I need to get my bottom wisdom teeth removed. I told him that I’ll take ten shots of novacaine in my mouth instead of doing any more bite-wing x-rays. He’s talking about prescribing me some medicine if I have to get anything else done…
I’m all about that. Sign me up for medication.