Noam Chomsky Speaking The Truth
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Deadly Microbes: How A Dental Assistant Saved My Life
If there's anything that is consistent in life and can be found to be true no matter where you go in the world in the matter when, is that everybody is afraid of the dentist. I myself am in the majority in this case and that one of my greatest fears in life besides drowning and that of putting, is my annual trip to the dentist.
Though the story has a happy ending, and it is all thanks to the wonderful dental assistant who works in my dentist's office. It all started about six months ago when I was eating some popcorn. I remember biting down on one of the hard kernels and feeling searing pain in my tooth. I feared the worst! So doing what any sane individual would do, I ignored it for as long as possible.
As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, the pain in my tooth only got worse. I knew that eventually I would have no choice but to go visit the dentist. Having dental work done has always been one of my greatest fears in life. As a child I was subjected to the tortures of the sadistic man who called himself a dental professional.
Well one day, I don't remember exactly what it was that I was eating but I bit down and the pain was so excruciating that I so white and almost passed out. I knew I couldn't go on any longer and was time to make that appointment. When I called the dental assistant who worked in the office answered the phone and I explained my situation. She told me it sounded serious and that I should come in as soon as possible I made an appointment for the next day.
That night I could hardly sleep, one reason being the horrendous pain I was in and the other being the mental agony I was suffering at the thought of my trip to the dentist tomorrow. I woke up after getting maybe an hour's rest, it made my way down to the dentist office.
There is a you and this office I was greeted by a young girl who was the dental assistant, she smiled at me and told me to have a seat. At this point I started to feel sick, I was visibly shaking and sweat was beating on my four head. The longer I sat there waiting the more sick I felt what was probably only a few minutes started to feel like ours. As I looked around the waiting room the walls started to narrow in the room along the zone is experiencing tunnel vision from the extreme distress I was in.
I had had enough, I didn't care how much pain I was and I was getting the hell out of there. I told the dental assistant at the desk that something came up and I had to go. Looking slightly amused she smiled at me and asked if everything was okay, I guess it was pretty obvious from my flop sweat and started I was having an anxiety attack. I was so nervous I couldn't even think of anything to say, so I said I don't remember but think I have something to do.
Being a professional dental assistant, she knew exactly what to say to me and how to deal with my anxiety. She did this by putting the fear of God into me as to what would happen if I didn't take care of that tooth infection. She explained to me that there were numerous microbes and bacteria multiplying inside of my mouth, and that certain other kids in my mouth would become infected. Not only that but the microbes could also spread to my heart causing heart damage really get into my bloodstream and cause sepsis leading to death.
These microbes that were causing my infection with nothing to play around with. The dental assistant explained to me just how serious the whole situation was and how I really didn't have a choice and to just sit down and wait to be called in. Now I had forgotten all about my fear of the dentist's suddenly scheduled death of the microbes living in my mouth.
I found the courage through my intense fear of bacteria to stick it out and have my tooth taken care of. It turned out that a course of antibiotics was all that are needed to quell the pain into rid myself of the bacterial infection. The dentist also explained to me what would've happened had I left the office in the infection spread to the rest of my body. Most likely I would've ended up in the hospital possibly critical.
So I owe my life to the dental assistant works in my dentist's office. Had it not been for her the story may not have ever been told as I might not be around to tell. Never mess around with microbes and bacteria-based infections. You never know when they can spread to another party or body and cause serious complications.
Though the story has a happy ending, and it is all thanks to the wonderful dental assistant who works in my dentist's office. It all started about six months ago when I was eating some popcorn. I remember biting down on one of the hard kernels and feeling searing pain in my tooth. I feared the worst! So doing what any sane individual would do, I ignored it for as long as possible.
As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, the pain in my tooth only got worse. I knew that eventually I would have no choice but to go visit the dentist. Having dental work done has always been one of my greatest fears in life. As a child I was subjected to the tortures of the sadistic man who called himself a dental professional.
Well one day, I don't remember exactly what it was that I was eating but I bit down and the pain was so excruciating that I so white and almost passed out. I knew I couldn't go on any longer and was time to make that appointment. When I called the dental assistant who worked in the office answered the phone and I explained my situation. She told me it sounded serious and that I should come in as soon as possible I made an appointment for the next day.
That night I could hardly sleep, one reason being the horrendous pain I was in and the other being the mental agony I was suffering at the thought of my trip to the dentist tomorrow. I woke up after getting maybe an hour's rest, it made my way down to the dentist office.
There is a you and this office I was greeted by a young girl who was the dental assistant, she smiled at me and told me to have a seat. At this point I started to feel sick, I was visibly shaking and sweat was beating on my four head. The longer I sat there waiting the more sick I felt what was probably only a few minutes started to feel like ours. As I looked around the waiting room the walls started to narrow in the room along the zone is experiencing tunnel vision from the extreme distress I was in.
I had had enough, I didn't care how much pain I was and I was getting the hell out of there. I told the dental assistant at the desk that something came up and I had to go. Looking slightly amused she smiled at me and asked if everything was okay, I guess it was pretty obvious from my flop sweat and started I was having an anxiety attack. I was so nervous I couldn't even think of anything to say, so I said I don't remember but think I have something to do.
Being a professional dental assistant, she knew exactly what to say to me and how to deal with my anxiety. She did this by putting the fear of God into me as to what would happen if I didn't take care of that tooth infection. She explained to me that there were numerous microbes and bacteria multiplying inside of my mouth, and that certain other kids in my mouth would become infected. Not only that but the microbes could also spread to my heart causing heart damage really get into my bloodstream and cause sepsis leading to death.
These microbes that were causing my infection with nothing to play around with. The dental assistant explained to me just how serious the whole situation was and how I really didn't have a choice and to just sit down and wait to be called in. Now I had forgotten all about my fear of the dentist's suddenly scheduled death of the microbes living in my mouth.
I found the courage through my intense fear of bacteria to stick it out and have my tooth taken care of. It turned out that a course of antibiotics was all that are needed to quell the pain into rid myself of the bacterial infection. The dentist also explained to me what would've happened had I left the office in the infection spread to the rest of my body. Most likely I would've ended up in the hospital possibly critical.
So I owe my life to the dental assistant works in my dentist's office. Had it not been for her the story may not have ever been told as I might not be around to tell. Never mess around with microbes and bacteria-based infections. You never know when they can spread to another party or body and cause serious complications.
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