I dreamed that I went to the dentist everyone talks about...Dr Wickum,
right? and his office was in the building that used to be the bowling
lanes where my mom worked when I was a little kid. goddess went with me
(because I generally refuse to go to a dentist alone).
I went into the office and instead of getting what I expected...a fortyish-
to-middle-aged doctor-type, I got this young woman in her late 20's perhaps.
[This was actually a woman I met at Faire who had tried to sell me drugs
but that identification did not come within the dream.] She started to
take that pokey-type instrument (with which dentists investigate how bad
your dental caries get) and she poked through a particularly bad cavity and
hit the nerve and I screamed aiiieeeeeee. And I asked, what the hell
happened to Dr Wickum. And she explained that she was his daughter and had
just gotten out of dental school. Boy was I unhappy
so then she got some instrument that was basically the equivalent of hand
held toenail clippers (you know, the ones that look more like pliers than
like fingernail clippers) and kind of fiddles with the tooth on the opposite
side of my mouth, and I said Hey leave That Alone! and she left the office
for a minute, but the tooth was loose, and goddess reached over into my
mouth and yanked it out OUCH!!!!!
the rest of the dream is more vague...I remember trying to chase down
whether or not this woman really was a dentist-type person, the entire
time feeling with my tongue the new gap in my molars from the missing tooth.
:(
Posted by dracon at 05 January 1994 21:27