Thursday, November 13, 2008

i dressed like a movie star to see the dentist

today, again, woke up in pain. it's been like this for a few days already. perhaps was having too much of oreo cheese cake! but it was yummy, i bought myself a whole oreo cheese cake as my birthday cake from the cheese cake legend - la manila, the birth place of the secret recipe chain.

i've been thinking, been preparing my mind. the pain was so severe that it made me pacing in a big circle aimlessly for about 5min! i decided today is the day, the day to have myself cut wide open by the demonic dentist.

i'm quite courageous person, afraid of no one, nothing but one - the dentist, seriously. perhaps was because when i was young, i was exposed to this horror movie called "the dentist". or rather, i was just simply a chicken when i knew i had to lie on the foam chair, looking into the spot light, allowing a stranger in mask spreading my mouth wide open while i have to pretend that i'm enjoying the intrusion through my precious lips, allowing him to peep into the back of my most active organ, and molest my white gems while pretending that he/she was my most trusted friend.

ok, this freaks me out.

so, i held my breathe, had my shower, gel up my hair, and put on my tight fitting black top, the ala movie star, took a most reluctant giant step out of the house. in my mind, i wanted to be my (almost) best, i should look my best even when i'm in pain ;) tried to charm my way through the clinic, especially the dentist with a wish that he/she would be gentle to me and most importantly charge me a cheap price cos' i know this will cost me a bomb. while hoping to see some hot nurses as in the nip/tuck to soothe my exploding level of anxiety.

unfortunately, there was only a fat indian female receptionist sitting alone in the first clinic that i visited. not a single hot nurse or hot patients, basically it look hauntedly empty. and worse still, the doctor was not even there and i need to make an appointment for tomorrow. i couldn't let my gungho-ness die down, i've prepared myself for this surgery for 2 years now. i'm super gungho today to have myself cut!! yes, i was first told by another dentist that i needed this surgery but i was such a chicken that decided to endure the pain...so i walk out, and "promised" to call back after asking the rough quotation for the surgery, she said, at least RM550 and depends on the complication.. wtf...?

i continued circling in the area looking out for other dental clinics, and storm was coming at the same time. at the back of my mind, why was the sky going against me today? adding salt to the wound?? then i saw this dodgy looking signboard, a malay owned dental clinic. i was thinking, a malay dentist is very rare, can he manage it? he can't even manage his signboard? the words were peeling off already... but i thought i should give it a try, since chinese & indian dentist usually charge exorbitant price. but there was no parking, i circle to the back of the shop, there was another dental clinic. this time round it was a chinese owned clinic. the signboard was green, and clinic name suggested that it could be another slaughter house. so the dodgy signboard, it is!

well, as expected, "this is bad" & "you're too late" were the 2 lines uttered by the malay dentist. he told that, my case was quite bad and explained to me that he couldn't cut me up today cos' it's swelling and it would bleed profusely should he perform the procedure on me. i need to extract the wisdom tooth and the other tooth that neighbor it (he miss out the top row's wisdom tooth, so it could be 3!!). but the worst was he said, he need to cut my bone! wtf....i almost piss in my pants already, thou i remained composed in my movie star costume. but deep down inside, my fingers had turn icy cold! but one thing calm me down was that, the quotation was rather soothing, minimum RM350 and every extra hour will be RM100 additional. after he prescribed me some antibiotics and painkillers, we set december 2nd for my bones to be cut and for him to dig into my gum.

anyhow, the painkiller doesn't work. and this time round,ponstan 500mg also failed on me. i could only console myself that antibiotic is working, and it is declaring war on the bacterias and germs in my gum, hence the parasites are retaliating...so, pain is a natural process, and soon the peace will arrive tomorrow...arggh....

now i just have to prepare my gungho-ness once more for the "opening ceremony". hopefully, i would be the G.I. Joe this time ;)