I’m sure we all have that friend who enjoys going to the dentist. I know I have one that loves going to Babiner Dental because they love everything from the smell to the mint mouthwash. Not me. Like most Americans, I have always been afraid of the dentist. It is not a vague fear of the entire “experience” of the dentist. I take great care of my teeth, and have never had a cavity. I have had baby teeth pulled. I have had my wisdom teeth taken out (by Dr. Wank, who gave me a shirt that says, “I Got Yanked by Wank.”) I went through all of the orthodontics and have had braces, spacers, retainers, and even that ridiculous night brace. While these experiences were not necessarily pleasant, I still went through them relatively unfazed. My dentist, orthodontist and even Dr. Wank were extremely friendly fellows.
You might be confused as to why I have a fear, or even if it is real. I assure you, it is very real. And it has a name.