This is a stressed-out thread! →[More:]I just got back from the dentist. I'm terrified of the dentist, irrationally, because over the last 25 years, I've never needed anything more than a de-scale and polish.
Today was the first de-scale in a couple of years (I know, I know, don't nag ...) and, despite my mouth being numbed like a stroke victim I got so stressed that the hygenist had to stop half-way through because I started hyperventilating. My heart is still pounding.
I HATE being like this at the dentist. It's completely illogical. I just feel utterly terrified at the thought of it.
So now, instead of the de-scale being done in just two sessions, it'll probably take four because she only did the right side bottom teeth today.