For Fandango – Word Challenge

”I am sending the referral to your doctor. I’m sorry, but there will be a waiting list, but it is clear you are having a panic attack.”

Robert lay on the dentist chair, and allowed himself to calm down. He hated being terrified of needles. He could handle other people’s pain, but not his own. The plastic clung to his arms as he dug his nails into the sides of the chair.

Slowly, and with the calmness of the dentist, he let go. Being frightened wasn’t something he was proud of, but sometimes fear was the only thing keeping him from having his tooth pulled out.

”I’m sorry, I just got so . . . ” Robert said, and counted to ten in his head.

”It’s alright being scared, I don’t much like dentists either. I will send a referral to the hospital, they will be able to put you under, and get that tooth out.”

”Thankyou, I know I shouldn’t be afraid of needles, but . . . there is something about the way it comes at you like it’s going to stab me. Sorry . . .”

”You don’t need to apologise, but I warn you, it might be a few months. For the time being I will give you some antibiotics, and the swelling should go down.”

As he left, his tooth still throbbing, at least there was something they could do. It was true what people thought, doctors do make the worst patients.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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