Dusk Delacour

                                                            Period-3

                                                            11/14/08

To The Dentist

 

It was a bright sunny day. New cleaning like usual. What a dentist. This dentist I have had as long as I can remember. In the car with my dad. Ok we’re there; the car gives a good shake then stops. I turn looking at my dad as I take off my seat belt. Of course I don’t want to get a cleaning right now after taking a good nap during the ride here. I just wanted to fall back asleep mad from having to wake up early but not showing it. Ok here we go. I close the door of the car. We go to the front of the door. We ring the doorbell since the door is locked this time. In front of the door it smells like urine as usual from people sleeping there for shelter it’s not surprising. The door opens; the dentist says, “Hey how were you” to my dad and asked how the wife is. My dad than tells his life story in about a few sentences. As he talks to my dad I wonder about his teeth being real yellow. Just something I noticed at the time, I thought he would have perfect teeth since he’s a dentist himself. In the regular firm voice he gives me the wrap fast of what magazines there are to read and other stuff.

 

The wait feels about a half an hour. In the same voice like usual “Ok! Dusk it’s time!” Ok time to get up from the chair I’d been sitting in for so long. Sitting there was relaxing. Watching my dad read the newspaper and staring at the wall thinking in the quite. I get up and head into the office to the dentists chair. I lay back on the dentist’s chair. Being short I had to jumped up on the chair. It was a long orange brownish dentist chair. We go through the same routine cleaning like usual. “Open wide,” he says like always. Sharp metal scraping at my teeth with all the build up of tarter, blood and saliva filled up in my mouth.

 

While in the cleaning at different times the dentist would leave me to wait. So I would hold on and keep my mouth open. The radio would play as I waited on him. On the radio most of the time it would be oldies like what you would hear at a grocery store. As he was gone when I didn’t have to keep my mouth open I would keep filling nice cold cups of water to wash out the blood and plaque.

 

As he was checking my teeth for cavities and how they were now from last time he examined them he would tell the lady, his assistant next to him about them. As I remembered each tooth had some sort of name to it or number. He would tell her about each number saying how they were and if they had a chance of something like a cavity. She would write the information on a paper grid that had a lot of different charts on it.

 

He puts the paste on my gums then starts grinding away. About half of the way through the grinding all of a sudden my tooth falls out. It popped straight out of my mouth into the air over my head and he catches it in midair quickly like it’s something he goes through many times a day. Amazed by the fast reaction to it I couldn’t believe he had caught it. I take a little cup of water and spit all the stuff out. Because my tooth fell out, this was the most blood I had lost at a dentist out of all the other appointments.

 

I get off of the chair and am a little dizzy like normal since my head was back and mouth open for a while. All I want to do now is go back to sleep. Happy its over I stretch and begin to head out. Than he stops me and says “Hold on a sec we need to do the x-rays”. So we go into the x-ray room I hop onto the other chair. He says open wide I now bite down hard and stay just like that. He walks quickly to the back and clicks the button that makes some type of weird high pitched beep noise. We do this around three or four more times and were done. I hop off the chair and he lectures me like he does every time about how I should brush and floss everyday. This time my dad didn’t get his checkup or anything else. He usually gets his cleaning the same day I do to make it easier. Too bad he didn’t get his cleaning too. It was nice to know that he would have to go through a cleaning to.

 

We go out to the car to head back home. In the car I’m even more tired than before than in the morning when we were going to the dentist. After the cleaning each tooth felt separate from the other. It was a nice sunny day but I was too tired to do anything else. Half of the way home I fall asleep in the car. “Dusk, Hey Dusk Were home”, I wake up looking out the car realizing were at home. .So I rested most of the time by than its late so I watch the television and than fell asleep for the next day.