So, this happened about eight or nine years ago, when I was just a wee girl. I had a crown on my back molar, which at the time it had been crowned was still a baby tooth. My dentist noticed that it was not falling out as a normal baby tooth should, and it would require surgery and stitches to get the poor thing out. Now, I had never been a child that was afraid of the dentist, so none of this bothered me. I think I just figured big dental work = big toy out of the toybox! How wrong I was.
( Are all dental surgeons assholes, or just this one?Collapse )