I Want a Good Dentist

by Shari McDonald on January 7, 2010 · 0 comments

in Just Wanting It All

I want a normal and good dentist! Is that too much to ask? Years ago, I was going to a dentist that stood about 5 feet tall, weighed about 100 pounds and whose hands would shake. I would sit in his chair and see his shaking hands and start freaking out. This was while he was shooting needles in my mouth, drilling, filling, you name it. I always thought the guy was popping his own dental meds or something. The last straw with him was the time he had me all numbed up and was working on a crown. He got a funny look on his face, looked at his assistant and then told me not to worry…of course I couldn’t speak with all the crap jammed in my mouth…Not to worry…worry about what? I started grunted “what, what, what?”  He said he accidentally drilled my tongue. Are you serious? My tongue? WTF!!!  My tongue had a gash in it. He said it would heal and there should be no problems. Well, it did heal and there was a problem – with him. What a freak, that was it for me with that dentist. I never went back.

My next dentist seemed fine. The only thing that I noticed was there was a huge turnover in their office personnel from the person who ran the front desk to the numerous hygienists that worked there. What was up with that? This dentist didn’t speak much. He would barely say two words to me when he did his checkups. I felt that I could make him pass out if I said ‘BOO’ to him. I need a little more interaction from a person when they are wrist deep in my mouth, wouldn’t you? His office started getting more chaotic. I started getting errors in billing and with insurance (don’t mess with my money, big mistake).  I witnessed two of his assistants fighting over who should clean up one of the rooms after a patient. Appointments started slipping and not just a little, there were times I would wait a good 45 to 60 minutes for my appointment. Can’t stand that. One time I waited an hour and got up and asked what the hold is up and they told me they just forgot I was in the waiting room. OK, another big strike. That was it for me. Onto my next dentist…

I found this woman dentist. Great I thought, never had a woman dentist. She probably is very organized, prompt, and with it. She was all that but she also does Botox and wrinkle fillers in her office. I didn’t know this before until I got there and saw all the pamphlets. What??? A dentist who also does cosmetic procedures on your face and wrinkles? Everything in this office seemed about money. She was more into promoting the cosmetic side of her practice than the dental side.  Nothing makes you feel more like crap than to sit in a dentist chair (which is not fun anyways) and to have someone start commenting on your wrinkles and what they can do for you. There went my confidence, thanks lady dentist. You aren’t so hot yourself. Onto my next dentist…

All I want is a good dentist!!

Shari – I Want It All

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