I consider myself very lucky to have met this exceptional dentist early in my life. My dental hygiene improved tremendously since then and I have maintained it ever since.
As a sweet tooth in my teenage years, I was very lazy with teeth cleaning. Not a good combination. Cavities galore! Dentist visits were frequent and not just for evaluation and cleaning. Drilling was very common in my youth.
The dentist was perhaps in her late 30s or early 40s. She was pretty and had a nice figure. The single, unmarried woman also happened to live only a short distance away from our home. In those days (around mid 1970s), a female dentist was rare.
My father was her patient before me. It was a neighbor and friend of my father, who recommended this new dentist in our neighborhood. My father then recommended her to me to see her about my bad teeth.
I definitely was afraid of tooth drilling having made the repeated, gruesome experience with belt-driven dental drills back in those days. However, my new dentist used the latest equipment and given her charm and gentle way of drilling, drilling became almost a pleasure and I lost my fears.
For a teenage boy like me it was irresistible that she usually kept one button or two buttons unbuttoned on her blouse. When she e.g. bent over to inspect my teeth, the views were very attractive.
Best of all, she kicked my bad habit of neglecting my dental hygiene. My father probably told her I was a hobby coin collector at the time. I collected circulating, regular coins from all over the world, old and current. Well, it happened that my dentist travelled a lot around the world in her spare time and she happened to save a lot of coins from her travels. One day she suggested to me if I keep a daily log that I brushed my teeth every day three times for three minutes each, I would get one coin per day. Some time later she handed me a bag full of exotic and exciting coins based on my progress. I do still follow this routine, but only two times a day. She saved me a lot of trouble with my teeth going forward.
My then divorced father may have had a romantic affair with her. The details I do not remember anymore. They did not get married.
Unfortunately, within a few years, she had to give up her job and dental practice, because of an occupational disease affecting her elbow or shoulder. So I lost my favorite dentist. She then became a dental insurance adjuster. Later she moved away.
P.S. Since her I have been to about 10 different dentists or more and two specialists that extract wisdom teeth, but none was a female.
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