A Day With The Dentist

The day began just like any other: I got up around 11:30, ate breakfast and took my mid-day nap. After my nap I did something far different than normal: I brushed my teeth. I performed this unusual and strenuous duty because I had an appointment with the dentist at toothurty (2:30) in the afternoon, to take care of my seven cavities. I arrived ten minutes after the appointed time and proceeded to wait and read a dentistry magazine. I saw an explanation on how to conduct a cavity filling and thought I would read it just so I knew what these people were going to do to me. I soon regretted it as the magazine instructed the dentist to perform duties such as stabbing the patient in the cheek with a needle and a toothpick, and other horrendous deeds. I was not relieved when I was called to the operating room and instructed to lie on the wooden table in the center of the chamber. Finally, the dentist entered the room. With an evil grin, he leaned over me, slapping on a pair of stylish latex gloves. He pushed a button and suddenly I was strapped to the table with hundreds of cables. The dentist's assistant walked in carrying a large syringe with a three inch needle at the end. The dentist brandished this formidable weapon before me for what could have been hours, then forced open my mouth and jabbed it into my cheek. I heard a sucking noise and then everything went black. I awoke with a start two or three minutes later to the most agonizing pain I have ever felt, and it was in my mouth. The dentist had stuffed my mouth full of cotton and was now drilling away the inside of my tooth. I screamed, yelled, even snapped a couple of cables. After that the assistant put some expanding cementing stuff in the hole that was drilled and the torture of having my tooth pushed out in lots of different directions had started. The operators repeated the drilling and stuffing for all my six other cavities. When they had finally finished, my voice was gone, I had cuts all over my body from fighting the cables, my entire mouth was bleeding and all I could see was a bunch of stars. On the way out I ran into the wall, a door, and the counter girl. To top it off, on the way home I ran my car into a light post and the back of a semi. When I finally reached my abode, I went straight to bed. This had been a long day.