It’s animated metal husbandry:
A fat drill growling with barely masked power.
A thin drill whining as it closes in, evil
eyes dancing at my discomfort.
A suction pipe from one side and more gleaming
steel striking terror in my heart….
The dentist attempts human interface through metallic chatter:
“Only two minutes more… don’t close..”
Should I tell her that her words are falling into
the hole she drills… that the shining metal is doing
all the talking?
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Chilling, dark, yet beautifully described. Did you have an appointment with a dentist recently?
Best wishes.
yes, I did! And I was horrified…. terrified… petrified… at the array of destruction lined up before me… :))
I’ve been to the dentist three times already. In all, the dentist said I’d two impacted molars. They both have been removed and now one I’ve one my premolars filled.
I agree with you about their (dentists) set of working equipment. They are very horrifying.
Gosh! You deserve a medal for bravery! 🙂 Stay well.
Great – that was me a few weeks ago and this is uncomfortably close to the truth. Have you been recently?
Very recently… and the memory refuses to fade away. I was terrified…. 🙂
Ya it’s true their equipment is horrifying. Thanks MJ,
Love & hugs,
mei
Amazing… no? 🙂
Stay well.
Ouch! it’s never easy, still you’re much more courageous when it come to the drill.
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Oh, that drill…. I thought it was clearly bewitched…
A villain we can all identify – The Dentist. Oh, what a necessary evil they are.
Y es indeed. Thanks for being here. 🙂
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All the terror of the dentists chair in these few words 🙂
Oh, I nearly killed myself with the terror. 🙂 And to think, she was so very nice and pleasant….