thinkkank
Experienced
- Oct 16, 2019
- 278
My dentist thinks I'm special needs. I was in an inclined dental chair, my head leaning backwards, mouth wide open and the dentist was scrapping my teeth with some sharp metal tools. As I was in this torture position, subjected to pains no-one should go through, she asked me if I was special needs or had any mental issues. Apparently I stuttered a few times while speaking to her and she thought I was neurodivergant. She told me that she had some pictures she could show me to teach me how to floss and brush. These pictures were designed for those who are slow of learning. She might as well offer me coloring books with teeth in them and cue cards that say "T is for teeth" and "G is for gums".
I'm not the most eloquent man on the planet and like so many people I can have a verbal tick from time to time. That doesn't mean I ride on the short bus. That doesn't mean I require adult supervision to climb up and down the stairs, but my dentist thinks it does.
Now whenever I visit them I have to deal with her talking very slowly and using her hands to explain things. Whenever I answer a question correctly she says slowly "Good, that's very good. You did good today"
I'm not the most eloquent man on the planet and like so many people I can have a verbal tick from time to time. That doesn't mean I ride on the short bus. That doesn't mean I require adult supervision to climb up and down the stairs, but my dentist thinks it does.
Now whenever I visit them I have to deal with her talking very slowly and using her hands to explain things. Whenever I answer a question correctly she says slowly "Good, that's very good. You did good today"
