What is your "horror" story for why you are afraid of Dr.s, Dentists, etc.?
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InkyAnn (
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December 10th, 2011
I just recently posted up a question about a home remedy for tooth pain since I had a traumatizing experience with a Dentist and will not go to one ever again and it made me wonder what others stories are. In short here is mine.
I went to a dentist to have a broken molar removed. His way of doing this was to grab his pliers, place one foot on the chair and push and pull on the tooth. Well what happend was he snapped the roots off in my jaw. His way to fix this was to preform oral surgery (with out letting me or my father know who was in the waiting room. I was 17 and he would have needed to get my fathers permission to preform oral surgery from what I understand). He gave me little to no pain meds and started drilling away at my jaw bone because he couldn’t fit his tools in there and needed to make room. This went on for 7 hours. I lost so much blood that he had to place bit blocks in my mouth to hold it open because I was too weak to do it on my own. Also he was bald and was sweating like a pig. I had to keep dabbing his sweaty head with a towel so I wouldn’t get anymore of his sweat on my face and in my mouth. Now my jaw is messed up and is constantly locked. When I want to open it enough to fit a bit of food in it I have to force it open until it pops.
So that’s my “horror” story. Whats yours?
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I don’t have my own horror story but I was watching true life on MTV recently and one of the people on the show was having his wisdom teeth removed. Something went wrong causing him to go into a coma for 3 months and wake up blind with impaired hearing and speech…
Yours is horrific. Still, you should not suffer like that because of one incompetent practitioner. Perhaps your jaw could be fixed. You should see a certified oral surgeon for a consultation.
I was sexually assaulted by two different doctors.
Do you need a horror story? They’re people who have the ability and knowledge to kill you. Plus, most of them look weird.
I don’t have a horror story like you or @marinelife (really sorry that happened to both of you, that’s just awful), so I don’t fear doctors, I just don’t always trust them to be right. This is from having an ER doc send me away without doing any tests at all, telling me my symptoms were no big deal, when I really had a very serious blood infection. I would have died if I hadn’t sought a second opinion.
Fortunately bad and/or incompetent doctors are the exception, not the rule.
@Mariah That definitely counts as a horror story.
Am I the only skeptic here?
If the recounting of the story and its macabre details is true, the guy should be up on charges and reported to the ADA. You, as a patient, should be suing him. Are you? Is your dad?
This sounds like a dental procedure from the British Navy at the end of the 18th century as described by Patrick O“Brian in his Aubrey-Maturin series.
PIiers, boots on chair, little-to-no (whatever that means) pain meds, drilling into jaw bone, tools too big to fit in patient’s mouth, heavy blood loss, bit blocks, severe sweating, patient swabbing dentist’s face (no nurse available for a dental surgeon?) and (the horror) a bald dentist.
And seven hours for a dental procedure? Didn’t your dad get suspicious and begin to worry?
_(Do we have another budding novelist here?)
To answer the question, even back in the day when I was a teen-ager and there were no pain killers or novocaine, I never had any experiences in the chair that were not professional. In lieu of novocaine, the nurse held my hand and let me dig my nails into her palm.
I’m not afraid of doctors, dentists, etc. now, but I did used to be afraid of hospitals and I know that it stemmed from a traumatic experience I had when I was 5 and went in because of a UTI. And the fact that I don’t remember it in full is probably for the best. But I remember that it wasn’t just the fact that what was being done to me was very painful, it was also that I had no idea what was going on or why and that scared me.
Thank you everyone for your stories, no matter how big or little they are they still count. and i am sorry for the things you went through as well.They should have never happened to us.
@gailcalled no my father and i did not sue him. i was 17 and i a m now 25. at the time we didnt think to do that, i was too young and didnt know any better and my father was a single parent raising a kid for the first time in his life while struggling with sever alcoholism. so im pretty sure the thought hadn’t occurred to him. also i would assume it is far to late for me to do anything about it now. and who were you referring to when you say ”(Do we have another budding novelist here?)”
@Inked_up_chic Did you need blood transfusions afterwards? I can’t imagine being too anemic to hold my mouth open. There must have been blood everywhere. Blehhh! I hope somebody has reported him and gotten him locked up. I can’t imagine he could have gone on practicing this way for long before getting caught.
@Inked_up_chic: I was simply wondering whether you (like some here) were using this forum to indulge in flights of fancy.
If you have the energy, you can go online and get a medical report card. It’s never too late to report an incompetent (masochistic) dentist. He should not be practicing.
Here’s a link if you live in the states.
http://www.healthgrades.com/
I had a bunch of cavities when I was four years old and the dentist excused himself for a while. While he was gone, the dental dam thing they crammed down my throat came loose or something, and came to rest upon my uvula and tonsils to the point where I started choking and gagging and vomiting. The dentist comes in and resumes his work without adjusting or anything. I still fucking hate the dentist to this day, even though I haven’t had a cavity since, and I have pretty severe emitophobia as well.
Also when I was four, I remember going to a doctor who wasn’t my usual doctor. I remember that he had a hunchback and as a result, he was just barely taller than four year old me. He told me to drop my pants and did the whole “turn your head and cough while I fondle your balls” thing, which was pretty upsetting to me. Then, with a look of bizarre delight upon his face, he told me that my intestines were creeping down into my ballsack and I would have to have my testicles removed by the time I was ten years old. I started crying and freaking out and he pulled out this huge (outdated looking) medical textbook and flipped to a page that showed two ovoid-shaped bloody things sitting in a tray. He told me those were testicles and that was what would happen to me when I was ten, and he started laughing. Needless to say, my tenth birthday came and went and I still have my nuts.
@Mariah no i didnt, at least i dont think i needed one. i was completely white with purple lips and nails. my dad just took me home and after a few times of throwing up i fell asleep. stayed in bed for like a week and thats all i really remember of that whole thing. i hope he isnt practicing either. from what i understand the building that was the dental office back then is now something else. not sure if they moved or got closed down. hope its the latter.
@gailcalled lol i do write but when im in need of creative assistance I usually meet BlueRose in the chat room. and thank you for the website. ill check it out after the moring cup of coffee.
@Fiddle_Playing_Creole_Bastard OMG hun that is horrible! i hope that quack was locked up! what a sidistic fucker! glad to know you still have your boys haha. and that would scare me from the dentist as well!
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