First Dental Visit

I will never forget the first time I went to the dental practiti singler. People around the world believe that going to the dentist is a torture. ?It will be the worst experience of your life? they said to me. Photos of someone opening your backtalk and putting something inside my mouth gave me jumps of anxiety. All that tools around the dental portion, the shiny knives, the immaculate discolor manner and the image of the doctors perfect teeth, all that made my heart rate increased and I felt want I was on a roller coaster. Because my first time in a dental office was not as everyone- and including myself expected to be.It was a winter day and my mother and I got up at 500 a. m. to arrive early at the Dental office. When I arrived to the office a wave of emotions and the unpleasant smell of medicine leaped over me, and there were already people formed and waited for the doctor. The hold room was white and on each wall there were plastered dramatic photos of a hearty and dirty mouth, of healthy teeth and teeth with decays, or ? Before/After? photos. While my mother sit down in an empty run, I felt the increment in my blood pressure as I waited to hear from the receptionist each patients have-to doe with.Clusters of magazines were lying on the brown shiny table, each one screaming out images of the human mouth. I looked at every corner of the room. About one arcminute after I arrived, a man of robust complexion, piercing eyes, a forged smile, and with a white robe entered and greeted us. The first thing I saw was his robe, and as a lightning pierces a cloud, my first panorama was ? He is the dentist.? After the doctor entered his office, I turned around to see the faces of each parent with their anxious child who were trying to avoid an eye contact.The door leading to the dental office made a noise that was extremely horrendous to my ears. I could not take my eyes off the photos that showed grotesque chicken teeth. It must be my imagination, tho I was already feeling the cool metal colliding with my teeth and the annoyance caused by it. One by one, the receptionist called each patients name and when a child entered the office occasionally it is heard a yell from inside the office where the child had disappeared. The parents faces were of impatience.I saw how all the children were pure(a) at their parents with fear in their eyes. About two hours after of my inner petrifaction a fulminant tapping of heeled shoes awoken me, a woman in white uniform came from the corridor with something like a book. I looked up to see better the soulfulness that was calling my name. A sudden shock of emotion was present in the air, my pulse raced, and my hands sweat. I was walking down a corridor full of more frightening photos. A breath escaped from my lips and straight away I swallow the lump that has accumulated in my throat.When I visualized a white door, I stopped and I could see a paper with the name of the dentist. As I entered I could see everything that was kept in there. A big blue chair protruded among all the other things inside the room covered with cold hard metal machines gleaming like saying Welcome. I saw a plastic cup in one of the handles of the chair and neighboring to it there was something like knives of different sizes. At the left side of that big chair there was the person that would cause pain in my teeth. As I sat in the chair, an instant rush of adrenaline traveled through my body.With a small mirror the doctor began to check my teeth. Then there was an rape of stomach-turning as the doctor took an instrument from the table. The sterile smell of the office caused me a stomach-ache. My blood pumped into my head. interim some cold metal was traveling into my mouth, I realized that I was unable to move but not because the machines were working but because I was in shock when I noticed the sudden itch inside my stomach. My eyes shined with emotions. The first dental consult was not that hard as people depict it.