There are a lot of unpleasant things I have to do in my life. Washing dishes, doing laundry, sweeping, mopping, cleaning toilets, etc. I have to spend a lot of time in unpleasant situations as well, dealing with people I don’t understand in places that make no sense, or spending hours on end with spiteful teenagers. But the thing I hate most of all is going to the dentist.
I hadn’t been to the dentist in Taiwan before today. In fact, I haven’t been to the dentist in about five years. That seems to be my average since I moved out on my own, and my mom stopped making my dentist appointments for me. I dread it that much. I’ve been very lucky and not had any cavities as an adult, though I had quite a few when I was younger. But the dentist’s office is scary. It’s full of pointy objects that someone wants to put near the soft tissue of my mouth. There are horrible sounds of drilling and scraping that make me nauseous just hearing. And I’m always convinced that the dentist is going to shout at me about my bad teeth, just like my parents have always done.
A few notable things happened during my visit to the office of doom today. Firstly, I don’t have any cavities, so yay for me. I think I get a prize. It better not be sugar-free candy. That stuff sucks. Most awesomely, the place that I visited was called Celebrity Dental, and it had some amazing Chinglish on the walls. I paid 50 NT for my visit today. That’s less than two US dollars. My total time at the dentist’s office was less than half an hour. And they cleaned my teeth with a jet of water, rather than a horrible scraper thingy. It was all over very quickly, and though it was still a bit painful and the noises were quite gruesome, it was a definite improvement over what I’m used to. I’m sure a few steps were skipped, mostly the waiting, and they didn’t polish my teeth with that sandy stuff, but they feel clean, and I got a free toothbrush, so all in all, I guess it was a positive experience. Or as positive as going to the dentist can be.