I religiously brushed my teeth, avoided chocolates. Then why did this have to happen to me, why? Ragini Gulati shares her nightmarish experience with the dentist.Updated: Nov 25, 2007 20:37 IST
The silence was broken by the sound of his footsteps. As the man walked towards me, his face covered with a mask, my heart skipped several beats. My breathing became heavy as he leaned close to me. My life flashed before my eyes and I said a little prayer. There was no escaping from this — his assistants held my arms tightly. I tried to scream but couldn’t. I had not imagined even in my wildest dreams that one day I would find myself sitting in the “dentist chair”!
I religiously brushed my teeth, avoided chocolates. Then why did this have to happen to me, why? But my fate was decided. According to the dentist, I could not last another day without the ‘extraction’. So despite my continuous efforts to escape this meeting, ‘D-Day’ had come.
Giving instructions to his assistants, the dentist asked me for the hundredth time to open my mouth. I begged, threatened him but he stood in front of me, unmoved. Finally, I gave up. Sensing my resignation, he picked up his tools and started working on my tooth. I closed my eyes and cursed my fate. My survival instincts beseeched me to make another feeble attempt to convince the dentist. But with innumerable instruments drumming inside my mouth, it was next to impossible. I tried to gesture with my hands but it only made the assistants hold on to my arms even more tightly. Suddenly, the world came to a stop. The dentist stopped and stood back. I thought I should grab this opportunity to repeat my plea but before I could speak he opened my palm and handed over my tooth. Did the sigh I heard come from the dentist? I would never know.
First Published: Nov 25, 2007 20:34 IST