The Dentist

Let me begin by saying I love my dentist and my dental hygienist too

Since seeing them my teeth are cleaner and my cavities are few.

They are caring, kind and gentle even when they have to drill, scrape or file

They have not only promoted my dental health but they’ve helped improve my smile.

We certainly need our dentists. They help our mouths get back on their feet

After all the unhealthy things we drink and all those sugary things we eat.

So this little poem to the art of dentistry I happily now devote

Let’s give it up to the people who stick their hands all the way down our throats!

I don’t like looking into my own mouth..it seems filled with mystery, darkness and danger

Let alone sticking my hands down the mouth of a total stranger.

Who’s to know if the person in the chair is going to struggle, or kick or fight me

And I don’t know what I would do...if he sneezes, or coughs or bites me?

So I’m content to be a patient..although my confidence is often times shook.

For instance when the dentist is prodding inside my mouth, I’m never sure quite where to look.

When they come at you wearing rubber gloves and a mask it seems to play tricks on your mind.

Are my teeth crooked, does my breath smell...or are they afraid of what they might find?

And though I try to be stoic and unemotional I come close to a nervous breakdown

When I feel my saliva rising uncontrollably for I know I’m about to drown.

I never thought, not once growing up.... but now I am proud to admit

I look forward to that tube they put in my mouth...you know the one that sucks out the spit.

And though they try to have conversations while you’re lying there on your back

With their hands down your throat its hard to converse when all you can muster is ACK!

Yet once it is over and you look at your smile, you feel better and you are glad

“I guess when you think about it,” you say to yourself, “It really wasn’t that bad.”

So you smile broadly, rub your tongue ‘cross your teeth and feel the inside of your cheeks

Thank you, you say, here’s my twenty bucks and I’ll see you in another 12 weeks

Yes, my hats off to the dentist I think anyone with teeth should see one

I’m glad we have them, I’m glad they are around.....  I just wouldn’t want to be one.