siiiiiiiigh. I have to go to the dentist today. It won't be a big deal THIS TIME but I have work coming and the very idea makes my skin crawl. Now don't get me wrong, my dentist is a super nice guy and my family has gone to him for years but when I know a trip to the dentist is coming up I start to freak out just a little bit. Looking back, I realize I have valid reasons for this. I grew up in a teensy tiny town where there was only one dentist. The dude did NOT like little kids. No matter how still I might be, he growled at me about 'opening wider', he never smiled, and it had been said that he would smack the hands of kids who squirmed too much. I never got a 'hand smack' but my little sister did.
In later years, any dental work that required those long-assed needles for deadening almost sent me off the roof. For some reason, I don't deadened easily and I learned this the hard way. Maybe it's just the idea that I am immobile and someones fingers are in my mouth that just freaks me the hell out. About a year ago during a routine cleaning, a crown in the back of my mouth was jarred loose and knocked down my throat. Sounds violent, doesn't it? Well, it wasn't THAT violent but in my mind, it was creepy as hell. I sat up instantly and the hygenist is pounding my back as the whole office comes running. Looking back, I kind of laugh imaging the whole crazy episode but this also serves to emphasize to me that me and dentists don't mix!
Though I am genuinely a pretty brave person, there are a number of things that I could do without. Things that freak me out. I have a fear of enclosed places. I'll never forget vacationing in Mexico and climbing into a 'viewing room' in a glass bottomed boat. It wasn't really a room but a long narrow hallway thing with stools lined along it. Somehow I was in the middle with people on either side. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. It was dark and airless and I just knew I had to get out of there and fast but it was impossible. Just watching the folks on those shows about Egyptian pyramids freaks me out once they begin climbing through those narrow spaces. GAH.
Phobias. I think maybe we all have them. What are some of yours?