Social Distancing
I finally had my tooth pulled today. Excellent dentist, great at giving shots. Poor guy must work out regularly because it took all the strength he had inside him to pull, push, and wiggle the offending tooth out of my jaw.
The only negative thing that happened in the dentists office today wasn’t the fault of staff.
Most of you know I don’t like it when people touch me. If I see it coming, I brace for it.
And I especially dislike it when people I don’t know keep trying to touch me.
While I was waiting to go in for a tooth extraction, a man returned to the waiting room with bloody gauze stuck out of his mouth like huge, pink teeth.
“MI Mhad Mee Meeh Mulled,” he mumbled. (Translation: I had 3 teeth pulled).
There were several empty chairs in a waiting room that contained at least 20 of them, but he sat next to me.
That was bad enough, but periodically he’d knock my arm with the back of his hand while he talked.
My better half tried to tell him not to talk. His wife told him not to talk. He kept talking.
During yet another series of muffled sentences, a piece of gauze fell out of his mouth and onto the chair he was sitting in. He kept talking, pleased that now people could understand what he was trying to say.
Most of our responses consisted of two sentences:
- Please don’t talk, your wound will start bleeding again. (My better half and his better half)
- Please don’t talk, you’ll get dry socket. I’ve had it several times and it’s very painful. (My contribution to the conversation).
This is what we really wanted to yell at him, “Shut the #&$% up!”
But I felt sorry for a man who’d just had three teeth extracted and feared the anesthetic had affected his brain.
He continued to talk while his wife was trying to get a Dental assistant to bring him more gauze.
When an unhappy woman with lavender gloves was sticking more gauze into his mouth, I took the opportunity to move closer to my better half, and put my gigantic purse in between Mr. Clueless and me.
While I was talking to my better half about our dogs, my back turned away from Mr. Clueless, I felt a jolt on my arm and an electric shock course though my body.
To touch me, he had to reach past my purse. It meant the assault was intentional.
I turned to find that he was in the process of slapping my arm again!
“Don’t touch me!” I yelled in the middle of a dental office. I nearly knocked my better half over when I moved my body into his space.
So much for my determination not to make a scene.
I tried to explain that even without the threat of pandemic, I’d still get upset about being assaulted.
What did I learn today?
Never, never, put up with a clueless numbnut who should know better.
I know the dentist is going to touch me. I know the dental assistant is going to touch me. In fact, he was surprised I didn’t flinch when he gave me local anesthetic in three places. It takes years of knowing when your mind has to travel to a different place in preparation for a necessary touch.
Unfortunately, I’m still trying to “know” when people are being intentionally inconsiderate.
Those who don’t know me can think what they want. Just don’t keep touching me. Imagine what it would be like if someone kept using your toothbrush after you’ve asked them not to do so. It’s doubtful s/he’d be in your life after that.
Those who know me understand that I don’t like having electric shocks, or other people’s emotions, shooting through me.
I give thanks to all the people in my life who know I’m weird and love me anyway.
You are not strange to dislike being touched by people you don’t know. I would freak out too, with or without a virus.
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Thanks. 🙂
It’s hard to believe anyone could be as dense as that man, unless the local anesthetic escaped to his brain.
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Hey, I had a molar taken out this week! I didn’t get a crazy guy touching my arm, though. Some people are almost too friendly for their own good.
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There’s friendly, and then there’s “the fly won’t stop buzzing around my head” friendly. 🙂
I couldn’t believe how much it cost, either. Their starting price for extractions is around $160. I was over 1/3 more than that because the tooth was a canine.
I paid $60 to have a tooth extracted 3 years ago with a different dentist. I really liked the dentist, and he had been my dentist for years, but he was considering retiring. His receptionist/dental assistant was horrible.
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I paid $160 as well. A root canal with a crown here goes for about $500. He tried to talk me into that but I told him I would if they would settle for $200 total because that was all I had. He pulled it lol
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I had a porcelain crown with gold backing in the late 1970’s. It felt like my own tooth and lasted for 32 years, until the tooth left underneath was too far gone to save. The next crown I had was 2005. It felt like plastic and fit like a baseball glove. I had 5 or 6 crowns after that (I lost count), and every one of those teeth had to be pulled within 2 – 5 years. When the dentist says, “You need a crown,” I say, “Pull it.” I know that dentures are inevitable, and I’ll hate them. I also know that I don’t have $10,000 hidden anywhere to pay for useless crowns on my teeth.
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exactly!
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I’m not a touchy feely person as a rule, and only hug friends , Hubby or my brother (latter impossible as he’s on the other side of the world in NZ). A male work colleague hugged me once and nearly has his lights punched out. I told him never to do it again as I didn’t like it. He kept his distance after that.
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You understand completely. 🙂
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Thank you. My motto there is
“If you’re not my husband or a doctor, get yer hands orf!”
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Yikes, that would have made me sick. I don’t like it either when someone chooses to sit right next to you when you’re the only one in the room! Personal space, people! That was gross. I would have moved immediately.
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I was expecting to go into the dental area to get my tooth pulled at any time. Had I known it was going to be a 15 minute wait, I would have moved immediately or asked to trade places with my better half. 🙂
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That’s so funny because I freak out if people come up behind me and touch me.
Once at a fair my hubby and I were looking around the stalls selling miscellaneous things and suddenly I feel this shock on my back. I screamed and whirled around, saying a lot of words I won’t write here to see a woman holding some vibrating massage thing she was trying on people to sell them.
I don’t think she ever did that sneak up behind someone ever again. Stupid bitch! LOL
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I felt a bit strange because of my reaction, but as I read comments it’s apparent that a lot of other women feel the same way. I can certainly relate to what happened to you and wonder if she planted the massager on a nerve ending.
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No it was just the shock of suddenly having this vibrating thing on me that freaked me.
Funny isn’t it how so often when we think we’re the odd one it turns out we’re not.
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You ha e stubborn teeth and gums? Edit at will. Cheers,H
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