In a child's mind, there is nothing scarier than the dentist's office.
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| Pictured: The office of Dr. Dentist, DDS |
Today, Megan had to face that fear. She was gonna have her first tooth extraction today. They were gonna rip out her molars, all four of them. With the rustiest wrench that they could find. And then they're gonna cackle and laugh as they raise her teeth in the air while she slowly dies from the geysers of blood coming out of her gum holes.
That's probably how he imagined dentist visits to go because on the drive there, Megan was SOBBING. Even though we stopped by In-N-Out and got her french fries (her favorite), she was STILL crying like she just got wrongly sentenced to death or something.
But I've known our dentist for a long, long, long time, and I know that she'll be fine at the end of it. Hell, he has a toybox specifically set aside for kids and they're ALWAYS good toys. I got a model glider in there once and it's AWESOME.
But yeah, today, Megan had her molars extracted and by the end of it, she was perfectly fine. Her talking was kinda funny because of the anesthetic, but otherwise, totally, completely unscathed. Which was a lot better than how I turned out after my extractions all those years ago.
RFotD: My first extraction, I sobbed SO HARD because the anesthesia wore out halfway through and they had to rip off one of my teeth in parts because something went wrong. I got two toys from that entire ordeal though, it was crazy.
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