Root Canals are unpleasant. I know this fact. I knew this fact as I pulled into the parking lot of the dentist's office. However, nothing could prepare me for the horror that is the modern root canal. If you are a dentist, know a dentist, or are related to one please don't take any disrespect. My beef is not with you-just the sadistic tools you use.
So, I arrive at my dental destination, on time, and I am shown to my chair. After a few dozen 2ft. long needles skewer my mouth and come out my ears. The dentist then proceeds to crack my head open like a giant Pez dispenser and goes to work. Sparks are flying and smoke is billowing from my mouth. I only got really concerned when the dentist fired up the chainsaw. At one point I think they tried to set an office record by seeing how many hands they could cram into my mouth...Quick update, they set the record! It was then that the thought hit me. "This feels more like medieval torture than dentistry." I expected to look up to see a monocled-German interrogator standing over me saying, "Vhere are za plans?" And here's what's worse; I'm paying for this. I'm paying GOOD money for this! How does that happen! If someone walked up to me in the parking lot of Lowe's and asked, "Can I take this drill I just bought and use it on your teeth?" I'd press charges. But, put that man in a pair of scrubs and I'm like, "Sure! In fact let me pay you for this experience!" Where does that get fun?
Maybe I had a true moment of clarity regarding the short comings of the modern medical industry, or maybe it's just the hydro-condone, but I don't plan on going to the dentist for a while.....
Oh wait, I have another appointment in four weeks! Ugh, nevermind.
