Reply #57: Lets see, where to begin [View All]

[NickB79]

When I was 9 I went to the dentist for the first time, and had a cavity that needed filling. My dentist gave me a shot of novacaine, but no gas, so I was able to feel some of the drilling. I tried to mumble that it hurt, but he put his hand over my mouth and told me to be quiet. His hand not only covered my mouth, but also my nose, so I couldn't breath. The more I struggled, the tighter he held his hand to my face. After what seemed like forever he finally removed his hand, at which point I promptly turned on my side and threw up on his pants and shoes. When I came out of the room my mom exploded at him because my face was blue, and she wanted to know what happened in there. We found a new dentist after that.

Oh, and having to point a loaded rifle at my abusive dad to protect my little sister and brother from being beaten when I was 17 was also pretty traumatic.