Noelle - Day 214 (Ranting)

Okay, so I try not to do this.
But I recently went to the dentist and it was a miserable experience and I want to rant, okay?!

So we get there and I brought me sketchbook and yeasssss there's people in the waiting room.  I'll have time to relax.

"Noelle Matherne?"

You've got to be kidding me.

So I wander back and I'm still in the kid's section, which I really don't mind.  Except the nurses drive me nuts.  If you're going to ask me about what I'm drawing, please at least look at what I'm actually drawing once.  I was doing a drawing of some kind of cute little mutant turtle owl thing and I got complimented on my drawing of a "flower".  Sigh.



Anyway, they're poking around in my mouth and talking to each other about girl scout cookies and then they go, "Oh okay honey we're going to take some pictures."  *forcibly bites back comment about how I know what an x-ray is*  So Nurse A take me back to the little x-ray thing and goes, "Oi, Nurse B, get over here and do this please."  (paraphrasing, of course, but it was something like that)

So Nurse B come over and takes the x-ray and she's looking at it on the computer screen.  And while I watch (with that little rubber bit in my mouth still) while she goes, "Hey guys, does this look okay?"  No response.  "Well, it looks fine to me."  Okay, that was a little worrying.

Meanwhile, the other nurses are POKING THROUGH MY SKETCHBOOK!!!  Like, that is illegal on ALL accounts.  Rule #1.  Do not touch an artist's sketchbook at any time EVER.

Anyway, they poke around in my teeth for a few minutes and then take me to another specialized area.  So I sit in one of those uber reclined chairs and watch a cooking show.  Apparently, it is very important to refrigerate your bananas and avocados in a separate drawer so things don't go bad.  At any rate, they poke around in my teeth for a few more minutes.  And then.

The dreaded words.

"You need braces"

(apology for the dated Star Wars reference)

So they take me to where my mom is and I wait.....and wait.........

And here's the real killer about braces: 1) I have to get these things called spacers, which are basically hunks of rubber jammed between your molars to space out your teeth, of which I currently have six of.  2) I CAN'T EAT CARROTS!!!!!!!!!

I am very mad about this.

Anyway, once we got through the "consultation", where they dump a bunch of dread on you and you have to smile and sit through it, they took me back to get some more x-rays.  AND IT WAS AWESOME they like put you in this machine that should totally have been featured in a Star Trek episode or two.

After that, they put me in one of the chairs and said explained the concept of spacers.  "It won't hurt, it will just feel like pulling and tugging, okay?"  Forgive me for not believing her - but she was holding a pair of pliers in her hand and I was way more concerned about that.

So, that was my traumatic dentist appointment.  And I'm getting braces.  Here, watch this video and calm down.  The stressful post was worth it!

Bye everybody!