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[aid] => Mick
[title] => TRAUMATIZED
[time] => 2003-10-04 18:05:00
[hometext] => Left all alone at the Dentist, at the age of 4.....traumatized, I tried to run out the door!
[bodytext] => After 60 years, I've eliminated the tears. 'Tis hilarious now, even with the horror & acrimony. Looking back I pity the Dentist....poor man.. For him it wasn't funny! Traumatized as a small child, left alone when only four in the Dentist's chair. No one explained, I was thinking, maybe like going to the beauty shop to cut my hair? My Mother left me to go to the grocery store. The front and bottom tooth can't stay anymore! Dentist is old, impatient with small tots! I thought he was nice, I liked him lots! My first question was asked, "What are you going to do?" No assistant, no witnesses, He shoved me 'til he was through! "You will see young lady!, Now, stop asking what I'm doing..... Maybe you think I'm fooling!" I knew he wasn't fooling, he was tooling... I could see red flags waving in front of my face. He said, "Open your mouth, which tooth is it?" I'm thinking, "You touch me, and I'm going to throw a fit!" Since the tooth was in the front, Even with my mouth securely closed tight! He grabbed his pullers and lodged them around my front tooth, and then yanked! Blood was spurting, I was hurting, He was cursing, as he grabbed me by both shoulders and literally threw me back into his seat! As I descended, my right foot, caught the tray that holds his instruments. They were up-ended, as I was thrown down! I watched them fly in different directions, way high, and all around! I'd never seen that much blood coming from ME! It's one thing to be strangled by your mother. But who is this guy? He's really hurt me, I'm bleeding, His still cursing, I'm leaving! I took off, running for my life. Midst pain, confusion and bloody strife! The door was heavy, I felt his arms steadily pulling me back! I was hysterical, traumatized, could not believe my 4 year old eyes! Now a small child doesn't wonder "What next?" They just want to escape, this emotional rape! Time, no time, everything is frozen in place! What happened next only he can state, I've buried it so deeply, even I can't relate! Minutes, seconds, hours or just one? My Mother's return was welcomed. Yet she scorned! "I suppose you threw a another fit as usual?" All the way home I was confused & forelorn I was once again convinced, it was all my fault! Then she said, "This wouldn't have happened if you'd just kept your mouth shut!" "I was trying to keep it closed, Mom, but he got blood all over my clothes!" No matter how hard I try, pray, think or drink When I have to go to the Dentist...... If given a choice, I'd rather go down the brink! My next poem will tell what happens to me and my poor dentist! Created by Cheri Cam LeBren Oct. 4, 2003 [comments] => 7 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 7 [informant] => lovingcritters [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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