Apparently, both dental fear and dental phobia are a thing, and not something I made up in my head:
It is estimated that as many as 75% of US adults experience some degree of dental fear, from mild to severe. Approximately 5 to 10 percent of U.S. adults are considered to experience dental phobia; that is, they are so fearful of receiving dental treatment that they avoid dental care at all costs. Many dentally fearful people will only seek dental care when they have a dental emergency, such as a toothache or dental abscess.
There’s a questionnaire in existence (Corah’s Dental Anxiety Scale) to diagnose it. I scored 17 out of 20, so, yeah – severe anxiety of phobia, but could be slightly worse. Treatment, interestingly, can combine both behavioral techniques, such as positive reinforcement, and pharmacological solutions such as sedation and anesthesia.
And, for those who want to explore this even further, Dental Fear Central is a good place to start.
And that’s exactly why I don’t go to dentists. The better ones might use slightly more delicate and expensive tools, but the general principles of dental “medicine” still apply. No, thanks.
Tooth #6 is a surprise again. We were waiting for the one on the bottom (so that Maxim would have to up and 4 down, as so many other kids). But this kid is special and even his teeth prove so. His upper gum gave birth to another tooth and the score is now:
Upper gum vs. Lower gum – 3:3.
This game is so much fun to watch!
Here you can even see a couple of teeth…
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Teeth! They are popping at a one per day rate. Maxim’s fifth tooth presented its scratchy side. This time it is the one we were expecting for some time – second on the top.
While the thrill is gone, both Olga and I are still waiting for each Maxim’s tooth. The fourth one tricked us though. We thought it would be the second tooth on the top, but it turned out to be the third one on the bottom (on Maxim’s left).
Now that I think of it, there are plenty of betting opportunities here. Not only the dates can be bet upon (for the closest match), but the next teeth position as well. Tooth casino!
– No, Maxim, that’s not food. Don’t bite that. Nope. Not that either. Parle vous France? OK, good. You can have that rubber frog. Yup. That’s better. Yeah! Knock yourself out…
Maxim’s third tooth came out yesterday. This time it’s from the top gum. The thrill is somewhat gone – we’ve been waiting for it for far too long, and there are still 29 or so to follow. And than we’ll go over the cycle again in a few years.
There is a difference from the previous two teeth though. And Maxim figured it out pretty fast – he can make sounds with his teeth only. He puts his teeth against each other and moves his jaw back and forth. The weirdest sound ever. Especially in the morning. It sounds like something in between a heavily blocked nose and a really old door. It took me a while to find the source…
Maxim’s temperature is still high, although we can control it a bit. We try to not let it go above +39C. His gum is even more swollen. His moods are still swinging.
We called Dr.Simos and told him the story. He suggested to bring Maxim for a check tomorrow if the temperature will remain high.
In the meantime, a bath with cooler wather than usual helped in chilling him down a bit.