Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Yesterday I met with the Oral Surgeon regarding a tooth extraction. This was just the consultation to go over my current medications, my medical history, etc. The procedure is scheduled for the 15th of March.
The nurse asked me if I wanted a local anesthetic or if I wanted total sleep anesthetic. (Actually she asked if I wanted to be put to sleep, but that just doesn't sound right.) I said "local". She said "That should be fine for you because you don't appear to have an anxiety about the procedure."
Her comment really got me thinking. "No anxiety" about a dental procedure? Times have sure changed.
As a child I did not have good experiences in the dental chair. Dentistry is now a painless procedure and thankfully our children and grandchildren have all experienced modern dentistry so they don't have the fears many of us had in less pain free times. I watch them just hop in and out of the dental chair with no fear and it thrilled me to learn yesterday that I have become one of the fearless ones.
Be kind to your dentist and remember it is a new day:)
(Of course it has helped to have my brother-in-law for my general dentistry and he has pampered me through my antiquated fears into this new world.)