Here I am, Finally sitting in the waiting room of the dentist. It's taken me two years of putting up with many a toothache, with the help of very strong painkillers. I don't really want to be here, but I know that I would have to get these teeth seen to sooner or later, so I may as well get it over with. I am sitting here gradually feeling more and more uncomfortable, due to the impending seat that I have to take in the dentist's chair.
I can still remember the last time I considered coming to the dentist. Although I didn't quite reach the point of sitting in the waiting room, I did phone and make an appointment. Then turned on the television over only to see a great big close-up shot of a dentist's drill getting stuck right into some poor bastards tooth. Well, as you can imagine, that was that idea blown out of the water. No dentist for me.
And so here I am, 6 months down the line, sitting very patiently, if I do say so myself, waiting on the devil himself to come and drag me to hell... NO, I've got to stop thinking like this, It's only the D. E. N. T. I. S. T. My doctor had recommended this dentist, so I agreed to try it out. After all he's only going to be sticking his hands in my mouth, and, putting an enormous needle straight through my jaw and up into my brain. Well that's what it feels like to me... FUCK... I need to take my mind off all of this.
And as I said fuck to myself... my name is called. So I say... fuck, shit, fuck, shit... as I stand up to follow the male nurse into the dentist's room. This is my first time at this dentist, and I was quite surprised as I walked into his room. It was like I was stepping back in time... like to the 1900's. The dentist chair looked as though it had seen better days. The assistant beckoned me over to take a seat in the chair. As I sat down in the chair a door opened in the corner and a man walked out. He must have been around 35... tall, athletic... quite handsome looking actually.
I looked round to see the assistant preparing the injection needle... and I could feel my legs turning to jelly... fucking lucky I was sitting down... or I would have collapsed. The dentist saw the look on my face... and smiled. Well, allsorts of thoughts were running through my mind... EMMMM... What you smiling about... I said. His reply was slow in coming and he said... "This is your first time here isn't it?... YES, I reply.
He reassures me, as he reaches for his little mirror on a stick. The assistant turns round and says... "Let me take your coat". I take my jacket off and hand it to him and relax back into the chair. The dentist turns to me and says, "Open up". As he examines my teeth he is mumbling away to himself... "mmmmmm... this one... that one... mmmmmm... right!" He turns and asks the assistant for the needle and I freeze. The dentist was standing right next to my arm and must have felt me tense up. " This one looks as though she needs to relax... Jason will you help her out?" he said.
The assistant walks over to the bottom end of the chair, and kneels down. He takes off my shoes and socks and begins to rub my feet. Well, I am sitting there thinking to myself... they have never done this at any other dentist I have been to. But, it was relaxing me so I thought... FUCK IT... I will go with the flow. I relaxed back into the chair and sat there as Jason rubbed my feet. The dentist said, " Right, open up". So I lay my head back and open up.
Just as the dentist is about to jag me in the mouth I can feel Jason's hands moving up my legs to my waist. And as the needle goes in he is popping my button on my trousers. As the fluid drains from the syringe into my face, my zip comes down. I didn't know whether to be surprised from the injection or the fact that Jason was pulling my trousers down. I tense up and the dentist hands me a mask and says, "take a few whiffs of that,... you'll be fine. It was a bit unconventional but I thought, well, has the dentist, he must know what he's talking about. So I inhale some of the air from the mask and I feel my head spin as Jason reaches up to pull my panties down... and I think... Fuck... what a day to pick to have the Bridget Jones experience... I had on the knickers that my Mum had bought me for xmas... you know the ones... that come up to your waist and are covered in flowers.