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Have I told you that I HATE to go dentist?

Repeat it again…I hate to go to dentist!!!

today I had my appointment regarding my " root canal" issue..It’s been a long period time since I had my tooth problem( 1 yr ago, I guess..) but I’m not finishing it yet. You know, in states,scheduling doctor appointment can take you weeks or months to get fill in, it’s not like in Indonesia that you just make a phone call in the morning and in the afternoon or evening you already reserved.

I got this tooth problem which is " akut" decay that cause my tooth losing its nerve, so basically it’s dead already. Usually, doctor will take it off coz there is no funtional use there. But since pulling out tooth can cause major effects and shape of your teeth in general, nowadays , with high tech improvement  everything can  be fixed.

Talking to my case, I choose this University Pennsylvania Dental School as my place because my old roommate  had it there before. She recommended this doctor which was very nice and patient.
And I went there. Fyi, this is a dental school for dental student who need to get practice before they graduate and they have their senior doctors as their mentors.
I confessed to be very picky choosing my dentist because I knew the dental care is something that really vital, besides money issue and it’s gonna be for long period time.

Make a story short, I got a great doctor in when first I went there. He was a funny, patient, caring and gentle doctor as my roommate told me.  He’s  great.  Unfortunately, since  the process  for my tooth taking some times and I’ve been busy and this great doctor graduted already without finishing my final process, which is building up " crown" for my poor tooth. I tried to contact him, but he moved away to  new location 2 hrs driving from Philadelphia.

There was no other way to visit him there. So I just decided to continue my treatment in the same place, and of course, different doctor.
first, I got this young girl as my doctor. She tried to be nice and made me comfortable. She looked very confused and didn’t know what to do that made me even more nervous. She dropped some tools and keep played around with it- she said it was a new one and she never tried before- God! I just wanna jumped out and run away from my chair. Yes , I had a phobic toward dentist.
And she accidently cutted my tongue while she was cleaning my tooth. I didn’t realize it was bleeding because I got anestetic( is it right, Fandy? my future doctor?? hehe), and when I got home, still I spitted blood from my mouth. I checked it in the mirror, and there was a big hole beneath my tongue! I called the dental office and asked for different doctor.

Second, I had this replacement doctor, which was recommended by my first doctor- he said that this guy is a good student- so I trust him and chosed this young fella to be my next dentist.
He’s a serious one. He kept everything straight from the procedure and he forgot how to joke with his patient( or he can’t? ) which make me even more pressure with my phobic.
He doesn’t deal with any" soft feeling" for his patient pains. excuse me..helloo..kalian para calon dokter ya…make your patient feeling save and comfortable itu penting yooo..apalagi sing cengeng kayak gue ..

There is a requirement that I signed when I chosed this dental school, that the patient allowed for this medical students to do their research and examination whole teeth, not just only one that affected . It isn’t cheap either, since I don’t have any health insurance to cover my expenses. I spent almost $ 1200 already for fixing " 1 " tooth and did checked up as requirement. Gee…( Ndok, jangan berani2 ke US tanpa check up gigi lo, okey..liat pengalaman temenmu yg satu ini, tongpes cuman gara2 bayar dokter gigi..)

Today I told my doctor that I could not continue any further treatment after I finished my root canal, coz I couldn’t afford it without a health insurance( semua tabungan gue masuk sekolah and bayar living cost..apalagi sekarang kerja cuman parttime, mana ada duit bayarin ongkos betulin gigi yg katanya masih ada 2 lagi yg harus di benerin- tapi nggak emergency sekali sih..).
I didn’t know what was in his head, or he just in a bad mood, but since that, he became careless doing my tooth. it caused , again, my tongue get cutted when he losed control using his cleaning machine and some severe wounds in my mouth( I just realized when I checked in the mirror ).
when he cutted my tongue, I cried. Yes it was painful and also I felt that I was treated unfairly.I felt  as if that because I told him that I could not afford this treatment and he just changed he didn’t care anymore…. or it just my stupid nonsense feeling..I just can not help it. I scared to death everytime I go to dentist. He said sorry and paused a while until I calm down with my tears.

I promised myself not to go back there after I’m done with my rootcanal.

Just like a nightmare. It took me 3,5 hrs today. One more appointment and I’m done.

" keep on writing…keep on writing.." I murmured myself.

Got 4 hrs break before I start my second class, I decided to enjoy this sunny breezy day with a cup of starbucks coffe and stroller city view which not far away from my school.

Here I am, sitting in the bench on Logan Square park, with my barefoot feet stroking white sands- hey relax, I just took off my clogs and let my poor feet breathe for a while, ha ha..-, tune in myIpod to my new fave music( soundtrack movie" everything is illuminated’) and writing this blog!

At 8 am earlier, I had my ESL class ( yes my dear friends, one of the requirement that I should deal with after all this time..).
That was a medium size class, about 15 students, from all different countries.
I found out that I wasn’t the only Indonesian student in that class.
There was a girl, very young- compare with me-, looked freshly garduated from high school, and she was originally from Malang.
She sat beside me, and I didn’t realize that she was Indonesian ( I guess, the phrase" Don’t judge people from appearance’ hit me with the lesson, you can’t tell exactly where people come from till they speak up, or if you pretty smart, by the way they dressed up).
This girl just like an ordinary sweet asian girl, that nothing special in her pointed out that we’re from the same country.

It seemed would be an interestin class.
The teacher, an American Lady in her late fortys, appeared very nice person and patient.
She was excited finding out students in her class come from some rare countries, like Morocco, Cuba, Venezuella and rwanda.
I think Indonesian student is pretty common in ESL class in this school.
But she said something nice about Indonesian student( that she had before) that they’re smart and dilligent! I smiled.
She also said that many her Indonesian students had no last name or had only just one name( ha ha, fandy, don’t feel discourage,you’re not alone, bro!)

sense that I’m gonna like this class..