When I was young I hated dentists and did everything to get out of going. It was the dentist at primary school that put me off, it was awful. He set up his surgery in the old chapel next door, a dusty dark room. I remember standing there with my mouth wide open, he dabbed some horrible tasting brown liquid around my gums, then pulled a tooth out with what I thought was a pair of pliers. After that experience my mother could never get me to go again. Mind you with her fear of dentists as well she was probably glad she didn't have to take me. I didn't go for years after that, even when I had toothache, I suffered in silence untill the rotten tooth dropped out.
Then when I left home at 18 I thought I had better start acting like an adult. I went to the dentist with my friend who was having some work done, and was amazed that young children were happilly skipping through the door to get their teeth inspected. I decided if they could do it so could I, so that's when I started getting treatment.
I went to the dentist this week for a check up, it's a year since the last one. My lovely lady dentist Emma, is well pleased with me, she asked a lot of questions about how I clean my teeth, how often and what with. Then she gave me full marks for good oral hygiene and no work required. The check up cost £17, but I have no more to pay, hopefully for another year. So regulary cleaning your teeth saves you money, well worth the time and effort.
When I Woke This Morning
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