(I solemnly swear that this is a true story and there is nothing but the truth)
Assalamualaikum….
Wow, I daresay this is an improvement. To be writing for two days in a row!!! Ha..Ha...
I don’t think there is anyone in this world that is not afraid to meet the dentist! I mean my mom confessed to me that she hates having toothache the most (is it possible for it to be worse than delivering a baby???) Anyway, to my roommate and compartments’ mates, you lot might remember right, how much I whine and whine cause I’m having a severe toothache during the exam period but too scaredy-cat to pluck the tooth out? (The ache was so severe that once it stated it wouldn’t stop!) Anyway, I’m safely home and decided to meet the dentist, but I delayed it until this week. I confide my mom and I said to her that I wish that my teeth can be save and instead of pulling it out maybe I just need to go for a treatment (filling). As far as I know the treatment are far more expensive (My mom said that it is okay for her to pay for the treatment but I just can’t bring myself to do it) so I decided to do the deed at the government’s dental clinic.
My mom joked and asked me if I want her to accompany me to the clinic. I just scoffed and asked her whether she still think that I was a small child. Anyway, I went to the clinic around 11 A.M, and this is how it goes:
Me : Assalamualaikum, Emm… can I do filling treatment today?
Misi (Nurse) : I’m sorry but today are reserved for the patient with appointment. You can come
Tomorrow because it is an open day
Me : Oh… Ok. The counter is going to open from?
Misi (Nurse): We are going to open from 8 A.M.
So I went back with a heavy heart (hey, I took a lot of courage to go there) I told everything to my mom and she said that I have to be there by 7.30 A.M and I was like urgh... that’s too early! So on the next morning I arrived at the clinic 8 A.M sharp. After I parked, I went to the second floor and to my alarm, there are already too many people waiting for their turn… I was like, OMG since when did they waited for the counter to open????” I picked my number and it was 2017 (Okay don’t panic… it’s mean that I’m the 17th person for that day). Surprisingly the majority of the patients are Chinese! (I’m not prejudiced but I thought they prefer a private establishment).
I waited and waited (I should have brought my new novel), after about an hour (and being tortured by Nabil who tried to act like Ne-Yo or Taeyang – No offense to Nabils’ fans) my number is been called. I went to the surgery room 2. After the procedures and blah...blah… she (Yes, it is a woman – freshly graduates I guess, she even wears heel! Man, does it not hurt your feet to be standing all days???)asked me several questions:
Dentist : During what time do you get the ache?
Me : Pardon?
Dentist : Is it in the morning or in the evening?
Me : It depend, but once it got hurt, I’m suffering from it non-stop. I can prevent it
by doing filling, right?
Dentist : If it is like that, the tooth may need to be pulled out.
Me : *Gulp* ehh??? Which one of it?
The dentist begin a set of knocking the tooth while asking me to tell her which one that hurt the most and based on that she conclude that the third molar/wisdom tooth (which is really on the very back of my teeth) are going to be sacrificed. OMG, it’s going to be hurt (I speak from experience, even though it was done by my favorite dentist (he is not doing it anymore), it still hurt a bit) and I hate it, I tried to smile and asked her:
Me : About my other tooth, it is okay for it to undergone the filling treatment?
Dentist : Yes, I will set up an appointment for you but for now, I’m going to inject this
anesthesia, if it is hurting you, you can raise your hand.
This part is one of part that I hate the most. Sometime it hurt and sometime it is not. the only thing left for me to do is to do some zikr’, as she inject I began to zikr’ (in my heart of course - La ilaha illallahu wahdahu la sharika lahu, lahul mulku wa lahul hamdu, yoohi wa yoomitu, wa la haula wa la quwwata illa billahil azeem.) and thanks to Allah S.A.W I did not feel any pain! After two injections she asked me to wait outside for the numb drug to take effect. I continued to zikr’ and pray to Allah S.W.T that everything is going to be okay. After a while she called me in, she asked me whether I feel numb, but I said I just feel a little bit of it, so she administered another injection.
The kind dentist told me to raise my hand if I feel any pain, I just nodded and smile but my heart feel like it going to burst any minute, I continue to zikr as the dentist begin to grind, plague, push my teeth and after a while, *Plop* out it goes……
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EHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! Why did I not feel anything at all??????????????????? I mean, it doesn’t hurt or anything!!!!!!!!!! And I’m telling you, no it is not because I feel numb. Why? Well I have this experience where I feel numb for half of my face but it still hurt like hell when the dentist pull it out, but not this time. I just sit there, feeling nothing (I assured you that my teeth are not rocking or in the verge of falling) and out the teeth goes. I was so shocked that I was in dazed when the assistant give me the cotton and the pills (painkiller). I went outside, paid one ringgit (for the services) gets into the car and off I go. I mean it is so anticlimax!!!!
Anyway, I’m really happy that the operation goes without a hitch. I am very thankful to Allah for letting me have this experience… Really a shock… but in a good way. And to that kind dentist, sorry that I didn’t catch your name but I’m really happy having you that day. I hope during the filling treatment, it is going to be the same… hopefully…
Momentos of that day (>,<)
