Dental Story :: When I spent my year in Vietnam, I had two Wisdom Teeth on the bottom "row" that started to come in wrong, apparently, my jaw was unable to accommodate or some such, anyhow .. it was painful as Hell ..
At any rate, the fine folks at the Army Dental Corps were kind enough to provide extraction services .. I believe they were based on methods used in the Civil War days, when Barbers doubled as Dentists ..

.. first problem was inadequate use of Novocaine, or at least injecting the wrong area .. being a lowly enlisted man, and essentially still a kid, who was I to stop the Officer and object .. ?? So, as I sat, body rigid from pain, he was unable to get enough leverage for some reason, and practically put a knee on my chest as he finally craaaaaked one loose and got it out .. the other went relatively easily I believe, since I had passed out anyway at that point .. (kidding, I did not really pass out, just wished I had ..

) ..
So, trust me, I share your phobia to this day .. when I broke in the Dentist I currently use, I told him the story, he thought it was funny ..

.. durn, this is the second Dental story I've told in the last few days ..

.. I must have a tooth fetish ..
Camp Holloway, Pleiku Province, Central Highlands, 4th Infantry