Sunday, February 14, 2010
Drawing and the Dentist
Like most people I know I hate the going to the dentist. I don't hate my dentist she is actually super sweet. It's the chair and holding my mouth open, people pulling at my lips and poking at my teeth. Basically the whole experience. Claustrophobia runs rampant over my body. I get the sweats, the shakes. It is awful.
I broke a tooth 6 years ago biting down on a cherry pit. It didn't hurt so my dentist agreed to let me wait on getting a crown until this year. She insisted that I get it fixed. So I made an appointment. Canceled that appointment twice. And finally I womaned up and decided to go. In preparation for the appointment, I was struggling to think of how to keep my mind occupied. It finally came to me...Drawing.
So I grabbed my ipod and sketch pad and went. It was tough to draw with my pad on my lap and me laying down but it really kept my panic in check. I won't lie, I still sweat. But it was better.
Here are the results. They make me laugh.