I'm afraid of pain. Not only the tooth extraction, but also the blood test will make me tremble. Many people are afraid of tooth extraction, and I am no exception.
Last week, when I was eating meat, my teeth suddenly clicked. I was shocked, touched my teeth and found that my teeth were about to fall out. I didn't tell my mother in case I had my tooth pulled out. But this tooth won't keep my secret. A few days later, my teeth bled a little, and the blood flowed more and more. My mother saw it. Mother asked, "What happened to your tooth?" "Maybe there's some blood ... it's falling!" I answered falteringly. This tooth is really considerate, but it is too early to bleed at this time! My mother said she would take me to have my teeth extracted. I gave him a blank look, grinned and said, "Why not let him do it himself?" Mom thought about it and agreed.
Finally passed a level, and the more difficult level came. My teeth ache from time to time, as if I don't want to stay in my mouth anymore. Sometimes I am cruel. I hold my teeth with my hands and pull them out, but I can't get them out. Sometimes, I don't want to pull it out, and I shake it badly on purpose. It's just a naughty doll. Finally, I couldn't bear it, so I got up the courage to let my mother take me to have my teeth pulled out. Without saying anything, my mother took me to have my tooth extracted. On the way, I shuddered at the thought of those terrible tools. When I got to the clinic, I kept nagging-"Does it hurt?" "Easy!" "Don't use anesthetic!" "Will it bleed?" ..... I sat in the electric chair and thought: The doctor won't lie to me! The doctor will lie to the child that it doesn't hurt. The doctor put on gloves, touched my teeth and said, "No pliers, just fight with your hands." After listening to this sentence, my nervous nerves finally relaxed. The doctor picked up the alcohol cotton, dipped the cotton swab in some anesthetic, wiped his teeth, and then pulled hard. I licked it with my tongue, so bitter! It was all blood at this time, and I realized that my tooth had fallen out. It doesn't hurt to pull it out!
Oh! It turns out that tooth extraction is not terrible. The terrible thing is that I have no courage. I'm not so timid anymore, and I'm not as afraid of this and that as before. Hehe, what a false alarm!
I always thought I was a fearless superman, but the experience of tooth extraction failed me, and I became a naive child in the eyes of my parents.
I remember it was my second grade. One morning, I was having breakfast when my front teeth shook. Besides, I was eating, and I touched them with my upper teeth. Suddenly, I felt a dull pain coming at me, and I was afraid to chew anything in my mouth.
I told my mother about it, and my mother shook my tooth with her hand, which hurt like hell. I subconsciously shut up and almost bit my mother's hand. My mother said this tooth must be pulled out. When I think about it, it hurts to shake. Pulling it out of my gum now will kill me. I said to my mother, "I won't pull out my tooth. It hurts too much." "That won't do either, it must be pulled out," mom said firmly. "If that tooth is not pulled out, it is likely to affect the growth of normal teeth." I know very well that it is useless to resist. My mother's orders must be carried out. I can only regret why I told my mother about it just now. This is obviously "self-harm".
When we arrived at the hospital, my mother and I waited for a long time before we signed up. The hiss of killing pigs outside the clinic made me start to panic. After waiting for a long time, the nurse called us and told me to lie on the chair. The doctor shook my teeth, and I immediately let out a cry of pain. The doctor told me gently that it wouldn't hurt, but I didn't believe it. It must hurt.
The doctor injected an anesthetic into my gums. When I was still immersed in the pain of anesthetic, I accidentally "rubbed" and pulled out my tooth. I still dare not look with my eyes closed, but when I was about to start, I felt it was over.
This is my tooth extraction experience. Although it didn't hurt at all, it still made me remember it vividly. That frightening horror makes me think of it now, which is both worrying and funny. Everything experienced has its own flavor, but it is beautiful and unforgettable to be a memory.
That year, it was the hot summer season. I'm only about five years old. I watched TV for a while and ate cookies, unlike doing my homework now. I lie prone on the windowsill, watching colorful cars drive by, eating my favorite potato chips, so carefree! But when eating, I felt something was wrong, so I subconsciously touched my teeth. The teeth are loose! No way, I have no teeth since I was a child. I naively thought. "Wow-"cried loudly, disturbing the family. I ran to my mother and told her the story again. My mother told me to have it pulled out, and new teeth would grow after it was pulled out. I am willful: "I don't want it, I don't want it!" " I have no teeth after pulling it out, blare ~ ~ ~ "My mother is very helpless, and my family can't help it. This has been deadlocked until the evening.
/kloc-around 0/7, my father came back. The whole family surrounded me like animals. Although I am eating, my eyes are looking at me from time to time, especially my teeth, which makes me very uncomfortable. A long time. Mom came over and said kindly, "Come on, show it to mom." "Don't!" I keep dancing. Grandma, who likes to interrupt, seems to have opened the floodgate. She hasn't spoken for ten years: "Silly child, just look, it's no big deal, and it won't hurt ..." Even Dad promised: "Don't worry, it won't be pulled out." I looked at them sincerely and agreed! But when I was a child, I was so stupid and naive! Mother pointed her finger at the loose tooth and pressed it: "Well, here it is." "hmm." Dad replied. I'm unprepared. My mother came out with a jerk, and my grandparents rushed over. This is a long-planned plan! Forget how embarrassing it was after that. As for the tooth, I still have it. After all, it has the innocence and fun of my childhood!
With a click, two teeth fell off as the pliers waved. At this moment, I know that the long road of dental plastic surgery has begun.
According to the final diagnosis, the doctor told us that we need to pull out two upper teeth. I'm not used to wearing braces, but I still have to pull out two good teeth. To my surprise, after careful consideration and discussion, our family finally decided to accept the doctor's advice and extract the teeth first.
Near noon, I came to the clinic with a nervous mood. Because there are few patients, it will be my turn soon. Lying in a cold chair, I couldn't help but gasp when I saw the doctor put anesthetic, needles and pliers on the table, but since I decided to fix my teeth, I had to bite the bullet.
The doctor first anesthetized the inner and outer epidermis of my upper tooth, which stung a little, but it was tolerable. After a few minutes, the anesthetic came up, and my upper teeth gradually became numb. The doctor picked up the "weapon"-pliers and began to pull back and forth on one of my teeth, just like pulling a radish.
Time is hard to skip. My radish was dragged by the doctor and its roots gradually broke. I also heard the sound of "click click", and I couldn't help but be afraid. The first tooth was successfully pulled out when it collapsed, and the doctor quickly blocked the wound with a cotton ball. After the bleeding stopped, he began to pull out the second tooth, and everything happened again. This tooth was also defeated by his brute force.
During the whole process, my nervous palms sweated, my heart beat faster, and my heart seemed to shrink to the smallest size. For an instant, I seemed to be dreaming.
After the tooth extraction, the pain welled up in my heart. I'm restless and full of blood. It's really uncomfortable Of course, this is only the starting point of orthodontics, and there is still a long way to go. For the sake of healthy and beautiful teeth, first bitter and then sweet, endure it, and see the rainbow after the storm!
In five hours, the tooth will definitely fall out and the doctor will be pulled out. I also have the experience of tooth extraction. It hurts when the tooth is not pulled out, and it hurts even more when it is pulled out.
When I was about seven years old, one of my left teeth was loose. I dare not touch it easily, it will kill me if I move it. I left him in my mouth for fear that I would drop it when I ate it, and I swallowed it together, but my teeth got stuck in my throat for fear that I wouldn't get out. Dad told me a very useful indigenous method-closing the door. I thought, what method is that? The name is so special. Curiosity drives me to keep asking questions. Dad said to me, "That is to tie your teeth to a rope, and the other end of the rope is tied to the door.". Close the door hard and the teeth will be pulled out. " Hearing this, I was overjoyed. Don't worry about your teeth getting stuck in your throat. I have a way to get them out.
The rope is tightly wound around the teeth, and the other end is tied to the door handle. I'm a little excited. I'm looking forward to the moment when all my teeth fall out, so I don't have to worry about my teeth anymore. 3-2- 1- Dad slammed the door with a bang. Blood spattered from my teeth. But I never imagined that my teeth didn't fall out, and blood spilled all over the living room. When my father saw me, he immediately went out two steps to get a basin and towel. One came up to me and helped me with the wound. Later, my father sat in a chair, scratching his scalp, wondering why he failed, and showed me where he closed the door and pulled out his teeth.
My teeth are like this, so I have to go to the dentist. I was lying on that chair. The light can't open my eyes. To tell the truth, I'm still worried about the doctor's skills. Will my mouth be full of blood like my father? I don't want this. I can't see with my eyes I wonder what the doctor will do to me. Time is passing, and my worries have never diminished. Maybe the doctor's skill is good, and I don't feel pain when I pull out my tooth.
If you have a toothache, you should go to the dentist. You can't use crooked ways. Actually, I'm also wondering why the closure method didn't work. Why did it fail?
This morning, my teeth hurt badly. When I got to school, my toothache didn't stop, but it continued to get worse. When I do my homework, my teeth still hurt.
After lunch, I took up my rice bowl and wanted to eat. However, just after taking a bite, my tooth hurts so much that I don't want to eat any more. So I went to ask grandma what to do. Grandma listened to my question and said, "Your teeth are still growing. Maybe the baby with teeth is coming out, so you have a toothache. " I nodded and said, "Yes, that's what the doctor said." Grandma added, "That doesn't matter. Old teeth in your teeth will fall out, but new teeth will grow back. " I thought: so now it seems that I have to put up with it.
In the evening, dad came back. My father had a good meal, and I said, "Dad, look at my teeth. I can't stand the pain. " Dad looked at it for a while and said, "Since it's broken, I'd better pull it out." Dad looked at it for a while, then put his hand into my mouth and pulled it out. I felt a sharp pain and quickly broke away from my father's big hand and said, "I won't pull, I won't pull!" " "Say that finish, I stretched out my hand and touched my teeth. Gee, my teeth moved. Dad looked at me and said, "son, you will encounter many difficulties in life." Only by defeating yourself can we move towards the future. "I can't stand this pain. How can I overcome other bigger difficulties? "
Then, dad told me a joke. I can't help laughing. Father took the opportunity to put his hand into my mouth again and pulled out my tooth at once. Gee, I didn't feel any pain this time. It's just that I lost a lot of blood after my tooth was pulled out. I looked in the mirror and saw that my mouth was full of blood, as if I saw a monster with a big mouth. This tooth extraction made me feel greatly educated. Be brave, don't be afraid!
This time, one of my teeth is loose, but it won't fall out. The small teeth at the bottom have grown out, with an average of almost 2 mm. I'm afraid my little tooth is crooked, so my parents decided to take me to the hospital for tooth extraction this afternoon.
On the way to the hospital, I was uneasy, always thinking about the impossible, such as being afraid of too much bleeding and not being able to pull out the anesthetic in the stomatology department of the hospital. Suddenly, I felt very scared. I thought strangely: I have pulled out my teeth many times. Where did all those experiences go? I stood at the door and refused to go in. Mom saw that I refused to go in, so she pulled me in. When I registered, I wanted to tell my mother not to pull out my teeth, but after thinking about it, I swallowed my words. Because my mother once said that if you don't pull out your teeth, your little teeth will grow crooked and you will have to be full of mouth. I can't help shivering at the thought of myself wearing braces.
My mother took me upstairs, and I dumped them, hoping to break free. My mother dragged me upstairs and put me in the operating chair. The doctor turned on the operating light with tweezers. Scared, I quickly closed my eyes and thought, it's over, I can't escape. I slowly opened my eyes a little, only to see that he tied a white "scarf" around my neck, and then put the cotton ball stained with anesthetic in the place where the tooth was extracted and left in a hurry. I opened my eyes, turned around and saw the doctor come back in a hurry, so I had to narrow my eyes into a small crack. I saw the doctor quickly put the cotton ball out of my mouth, picked up the pliers and pulled out my tooth quickly. Suddenly I felt a pain, which scared me to close my eyes and never open them again. ...
It was a long time before I dared to open my eyes. I was shocked. I'm home already! I know I have to bite a cotton ball for 30 minutes every time I pull out my tooth. I asked my father how long he had bitten, and he said he had bitten for more than five minutes. I muttered angrily, "You didn't tell me earlier."
Tooth extraction is really painful, and I will protect my teeth in the future!
Excellent composition of tooth extraction 8 "Helping tigers to pull teeth", what a fresh title! This title is like a magnet, which attracts me deeply. As we all know, the tiger is an extremely fierce and powerful animal. If you meet, you can't avoid it. Who will have the courage to pull out its teeth? Confused, I can't wait to read on. ...
It turns out that this is a story between a big tiger with cavities and a clever little fox. One day, the tiger had a toothache and asked the animals to send a soldier to help him pull out his teeth. The little animals were so scared that no one dared to go forward. At this time, the little fox stepped forward and volunteered to undertake this important task. But the tiger is very uncooperative, and the little fox has it as soon as he turns his eyes! So, it first covered the tiger's eyes with a cloth, and then quickly tied the tiger's decayed teeth with a rope and tied them to the pine tree. Finally, the little squirrel scratched the tiger's nose with its long tail. The tiger couldn't help itching. When he opened his mouth, he listened to "A-choo" and the tiger's teeth were pulled out!
Seeing this, I can't help cheering for this little fox! I like reading fairy tales since I was a child. Although the fox inside is clever, it is very insidious and always hostile. Only this little fox is clever and kind. It not only helps tigers pull teeth with wisdom, but also helps small animals get out of trouble. I really admire its ingenious method and commendable courage. No wonder small animals like it.
After reading the story, it also left me a little inspiration. I think: We should not only be a wise man, that is, a wise man, but also have a kind and rich heart. Only by building your wisdom on kindness and helping others can you become a real wise man! I want to learn from the fox, think more and be a smart and helpful boy.
Today, I found one of my front teeth wobbling like a drunk, so I told my mother about it. My mother happily picked me up and said, "When my son grows up, it's time to change his teeth!" " Come on, I'll take you to the hospital for tooth extraction. ""tooth extraction! "I'm afraid of tooth extraction! But under the pull of my parents, I had to get into the car obediently.
When I arrived at the hospital, my father took me to the dental clinic. I saw a doctor in a white coat and smiled and said to me, "Son, lie here." I took a step forward with fear. Dad seemed to see through my mind and said to me, "it doesn't hurt to pull out a tooth." Just a second. " So I lay down in disbelief and slowly opened my mouth in fear.
I was terrified out of my wits when I saw the big pliers that the doctor reached out, so I quickly closed my mouth again. Seeing me so nervous and scared, the doctor uncle said to me gently, "Don't be afraid, you are a deciduous tooth, and uncle can use his hands directly without pliers, okay?" Seeing my uncle put down the pliers, my hanging heart fell to the ground and opened my mouth again. I saw my uncle gently touch his teeth with his fingers. "Boom!" Before I came to my senses, my uncle had my bloodshot teeth. "So fast, it doesn't hurt at all!" I can't believe it. Uncle smiled and said, "The teeth that have not been changed have no roots, so it is easier to pull them out. Changing a tooth is a permanent tooth. " You must protect your teeth. "After that, I stopped the cotton, let me bite tight, and told me," Spit it out in twenty minutes, and then I can eat it in two hours. "
I came home and threw up cotton. I looked in the mirror and found that I looked ridiculous without this front tooth, and it was quite awkward to laugh! Haha, my old front teeth have been laid off with honor, and I am waiting for my new front teeth to go to work quickly!
10 When I woke up this morning, I felt very uncomfortable with a tooth on my right side. I didn't take it seriously. I normally brush my teeth and wash my face, dress and comb my hair. After everything was cleaned up, mother made breakfast.
I picked up a piece of steamed bread and took a bite. Ouch! My teeth! It turned out that my tooth moved and was about to fall out. The steamed bread in my mouth just bit my tooth, which was very painful. My gums will be a little heavy because my teeth are about to fall out and new teeth are growing inside. When I was eating, it hurt when I bit, so I took a quick bite and went to English.
In English class, my toothache broke out again. I didn't try my best to endure it. I really want to go to the dentist now and have this nasty tooth pulled out at once. After a while, I stopped thinking about it. Slowly, my teeth stopped hurting. I began to study English seriously. Finally, the English class is over.
When my father came to pick me up, he said he would take me to have my teeth extracted. I'm both happy and scared. I hesitated, but as soon as I thought of being uncomfortable, I decided to pull it out!
When I got to the dentist's office, I sat there waiting for the first one. My teeth were coated with anesthetic and I suddenly felt numb in my gums. After a while, the doctor said he wanted to see if it was okay, so he took a small tweezers and moved it on his teeth. Then, I gently pulled it out and pried it, and my tooth fell out.
When the doctor told me it was done, I didn't believe it, because it was the first time that I felt that tooth extraction didn't hurt at all. I am very happy because my hateful tooth has been pulled out and it doesn't hurt at all. I like tooth extraction!
1 1 Sunday, the sun was shining, and I was eating when I suddenly found my front teeth loose. I tugged at that teetering tooth, which was very painful.
As the saying goes: toothache is not a disease, but it hurts people. Loose front teeth make me unable to eat, sleep well and struggle painfully. My mother said that she would take me to the hospital for tooth extraction, but I didn't agree, so I had to endure the pain and didn't dare to speak.
After a day, two days and three days, the loose tooth still hasn't come off, and every time I eat, it always makes me want to stop. I can do nothing but cry. My mother is so bored that she has to take me to the hospital for tooth extraction. I was dragged to the dentist by my mother and saw a "white hunter"-the dentist. The white hunter told me to lie on the bed and open my mouth. I tugged at my mother's skirt and refused to lie in bed. I began to cry, so my mother had to say, "Good boy, I'll buy you something delicious when you finish pulling out your teeth." Hearing this, I stopped crying and lay on the bed with my mouth open, waiting for the "white hunter".
After a while, the "white hunter" came to my room with a tooth extraction tool. I'm too nervous to make a sound. The dentist seemed to see something and said to me gently, "It doesn't hurt." The dentist first took out an anesthetic needle and injected it into my mouth, then took out a cotton swab and put it in my mouth. Finally, he took out a pair of pliers, waved them around my eyes, put them in my mouth, and only heard a crisp sound, so the doctor quickly pulled out my tooth. God, I don't feel any pain at all. It turned out that my previous worries were unnecessary. It turns out that tooth extraction is such a simple thing, and I am extremely happy. When I got home, my mother bought me many delicious foods. I put my teeth in a box and threw them under the bed.
In this way, my first deciduous tooth was gloriously laid off.