My mom has been suffering tooth pain for over a week now. She went to the dentist last week, who took out her broken crown and cleaned her teeth and gums. The dentist told her that she had a gum infection and that was the source of her pain. After the cleaning, she was pain-free for a couple of days, but the pain returned, even worse than before. It transferred to her neck, her head, and the back of her neck. She finally had a root canal treatment done this afternoon.
I don't know about you, but I have to steel myself for dental treatments other than ordinary cleaning. The smell of the dental clinic, the whirr of the drilling machines fill me with dread. I do go to the dentist regularly, but frequency does not make me feel more at ease at the thought of dental appointments.
I accompanied Sister to her root canal sessions last year. I could see her suffering and I was sorry that she had to go through it. I almost had a tooth done a few months ago, but luckily, I didn't need to have it done. I just needed a new filling.
Our old dentist had her own clinic at the ground floor of her house. It didn't necessarily make her more accessible to her patients, because she could only see patients 4pm and down, and on certains days only.
Our new dentist has clinics based in malls. She is required to open on the days the mall is open, which is actually everyday. During holidays her clinic is also open. But you have to make an appointment usually, because she is in demand. She is not the only dentist in her clinic, she has a few other dentists on her staff too.
The dentist is convincing me to bring Belle in for a check up. I want to, but the thought of Belle crying her heart out while a stranger is peering into her mouth is daunting. I saw a little girl a while ago, screaming and crying while the pedia-dentist was examining her. I thought, "Baka mauna pa ako umiyak kesa sa anak ko!" But the dentist was right, I should learn the right way and right position of brushing Belle's teeth. Better a few tears now, instead of a lot of tears when cavities come.
I don't know about you, but I have to steel myself for dental treatments other than ordinary cleaning. The smell of the dental clinic, the whirr of the drilling machines fill me with dread. I do go to the dentist regularly, but frequency does not make me feel more at ease at the thought of dental appointments.
I accompanied Sister to her root canal sessions last year. I could see her suffering and I was sorry that she had to go through it. I almost had a tooth done a few months ago, but luckily, I didn't need to have it done. I just needed a new filling.
Our old dentist had her own clinic at the ground floor of her house. It didn't necessarily make her more accessible to her patients, because she could only see patients 4pm and down, and on certains days only.
Our new dentist has clinics based in malls. She is required to open on the days the mall is open, which is actually everyday. During holidays her clinic is also open. But you have to make an appointment usually, because she is in demand. She is not the only dentist in her clinic, she has a few other dentists on her staff too.
The dentist is convincing me to bring Belle in for a check up. I want to, but the thought of Belle crying her heart out while a stranger is peering into her mouth is daunting. I saw a little girl a while ago, screaming and crying while the pedia-dentist was examining her. I thought, "Baka mauna pa ako umiyak kesa sa anak ko!" But the dentist was right, I should learn the right way and right position of brushing Belle's teeth. Better a few tears now, instead of a lot of tears when cavities come.
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I had RCT for 3x already! Well, it's better than to extract the tooth, but like you, I just don't like going to the dental.
I'm scared to have RCT. That's why I'm thinking my daughter might pick up my nervousness and cry while the dentist is checking up her teeth. Wish us luck! :)
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