Monday, January 12, 2009

I lost a tooth...

I lost a tooth...no, 4 teeth actually...four front teeth...at first, I was messing with my teeth, using my tongue, when they felt loose...I looked into the mirror...and there it was...four of my front teeth (two up, and two down), were on the verge of decay...to the point that those teeth were half gone, and all you could see was discoloration and black spots...not at all pleasant to look at...

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I would never have let this bother me if this dream were to happen once in a while...it freaks me out, of course...the helplessness, and the horror of having a gap in my smile...scary, I'd tell ya...

But it has been happening two nights in a row now...and many times before...I dreamt about losing my teeth just the night before...and yesterday night, I dreamt that the dentist couldn't attend to me, despite me having made an appointment (strange, isn't it?...how my dreams continue a similar pattern night after night...its like a telly drama, with seasons and episodes in it...*grin*)...and I was frantically looking for another dentist available, just so I could do my teeth...in that process, I dreamt that I left my purse in the car...and when I came back, I found my credit card, driving license, etc...missing...

Man, it felt so real, that I was crying...LITERALLY...

Dreams about lost of teeth, is quite opened to interpretation actually...Sigmund Freud would choose to interpret dreams of these sort, as a over-powering guilt of masturbation (that guy always relates everything to sexual activities, doesn't he??)...while I have nothing against masturbation...I'll have you know that sexual activites does not haunt my daily activities...so I will outwardly discredit that from my case...that sexual moron!!...

(Legal Disclaimer : If you didn't know already, I am an anti-Freud person to a certain extend....well, as far as dream analysis are concerned..I am just not able to accept that everything I dream of, would be a message of my unchecked sexual suppression and lust...why does everything I do, would have to be linked to that idea?...I must say, though...I don't know Freud very much to continue ranting about this matter, so I'll leave it at that)

If you ask me, a non-psychologist, I would choose to relate my dreams of losing teeth, to a certain form of anxiety...in this case, a fear of dentist...well, I am not afraid of THEM...but those cruel drilling tools that they use...the sound, when they penetrate into my tooth enamel, the constant digging...never left a good imprint in my mind...

In other words, I am also suffering anxiety of losing my actual teeth, since I have a fear of dentist, and never made it a habit to get my teeth checked on a regular basis...it has been 3 years since I have last had a check with my dentist (that was because I was getting my braces off)...and I am afraid that if I were to check into one now, I will find many things wrong with me...There is also a mark on my tooth that is bothering me at times...some say that it was an after-effect of taking too much meds...others say that it could be an early sign of cavity...either way, the fact that fixing it, would require those grossy drilling tools...is enough to scare the day-lights out of me...

Nevertheless, I have taken prompt action, by making an appointment with the dentist, this coming Sunday...We'll see if this plays into my subconscious tonight...

4 comments:

Duncan (a.k.a yelvertoft) said...

Lovely little essay Emily. Thought I'd pop by and see what's going on in your world as I haven't been here for a while. You never fail to come up with a thought provoking article. Thank you.

Duncan

Philip926 said...

So how did that dental appointment go, Emily?

P/S You should read my latest blog post, the one about root canals, lol.

Lessajinomoto said...

Dearest Philip,
Well, my original plan was to have a filling in one of my teeth done...I ended up doing four fillings, and paying through my nose!!!...

On top of that, the doctor advised that I have all my wisdom tooth pulled out...that is another bomb of money!!!...heesh...doctors...

But my dentist is a nice lady, didn't feel a pinch as she worked her way through my teeth...just got a tad too nervous, till I realized I was digging holes in her nice black sofa chair!!...
(she doesn't know, even now...)

Duncan!!...
It is really nice to hear from you again...thanks for your encouragement...do hope that you would be able to share a bit of your world with me too...through commentaries here and there...

Do hope to hear from you again...

Do take care, guys!!...

Lessajinomoto said...

Philip,

May I then ask...

How did your root canal treatment go??...*grin*