Why Everyone Should Shut Up

I hate dentists.

I've always seemed to have mouth problems.

When I was little,

I remember falling and slamming my face onto some deadly part of the car next to me.

I knocked several teeth loose that day.

Thank goodness they were only baby teeth.

I also remember another time,

I had my blankie in my mouth

and since it drug on the floor, I stepped on it,

and pulled some more teeth loose.

I don't remember what happened after my parents put me in the car

to take me to another dentist.

Then, probably before all of that happened,

some mean dentist found another tooth

growing through the roof of my mouth.

That, along with my two front teeth,

was extracted.

I had several terrible and painful years of braces

that I really don't want to talk about.

And now this Friday I'm getting all four wisdom teeth pulled.

FML.

People are cruel when you tell them something like this.

They immediately resort to telling horror stories.

And they all start out the same way:

"When I had my wisdom teeth pulled..."

I've been hearing things like

vomiting blood

to

severe and painful infections.

WHY?

Why in the world do you think I want to hear this?

I'm already frightened enough by the thought of surgery.

You telling me how horrible yours went

isn't going to help anything.

So shut up.

I'm scared of a lot of things.

Heights.

Deadly animals.

Elevators.

And even horses. Yes. I'm scared of horses.

Dentists have always been scary too.

I dread even getting my teeth cleaned.

But I just have to rational and keep reminding myself:

It's a VERY common surgery.

If I do everything right, I won't get an infection.

I won't die from this.

That's been my little personal chant this whole week.

That's my little rant for the day.

Had to get it off my chest.

Sorry I didn't have anything deep or inspiring to share.

P.S. Sorry I talked about vomiting blood.