I would never be able to do that
In fact,
Many things change as we grow up
Many horrible visions and scary situations turn to be silly, minor and even insignificant!
But “going to dentist” remains “going to dentist”
It happens every time,
Whenever I have to go to dentist, I wake up with an awful mood,
Feeling sick
unable to focus
Disoriented
My brain starts to send signals
Weird signals
Which make my heart beat faster, my knees slightly tremble, and my stomach ashes
I hated it when I was little girl
I still hate it
And I will always will
This is what I call determination!
But after second thought
We should all close our eyes, and say a little prayer thanking God that we were not born in 17th or 18th century
When the dentist tools looked like that:
A pair of late 18th century French dental forceps for molar extractions. The unusual feature is the screw mechanism fixed to the inside of the handles which prevents the forceps closing beyond a given point and avoids fracturing the tooth.
photos via Dental History in Pictures: www.namibiadent.com
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