When I first started dental school, I was super excited. I was looking forward to working with real patients, creating things with my hands, and taking focussed courses that I thought were going to be 100% applicable to a real life career.
And then I got to school. The first lecture on Day 1 was given by a faculty member from another department, who clearly had better places to be. For two hours, she flashed powerpoint slides of connective tissue and whizzed through them at lightning speed. I thought it was going to get better, but then came the series of lectures on gene regulation of collagen synthesis, and other really detailed and mostly useless courses taught by resesarchers. I felt like I was in undergrad again, only I didn't have the option of choosing classes that were interesting, and the profs were way worse.
But what about the classes where I got to work with my hands? I've always been pretty good at stuff like that, but when I failed an exam because the dimensions of my prep were half a millimeter from ideal, I thought they had to be joking. And instead of showing us how to do things right, we were given powerpoint notes, then sent off on our own, where we spent the next two years being told everything we were doing wrong. It wasn't until fourth year that I actually saw a dentist cut a prep.
I was pretty pumped to get into the clinic. But again, it took about a week before my hopes were completely crushed. Chairs are impossible to book through legitimate means, and I was penalized by the system whenever my patients cancelled or didn't show. Making it even harder to book. A lot of the patients don't have their lives together, so no-shows are common. And recently, they started suspending students from the clinic for no-shows! So we're expected to control the uncontrollable, deal with (some) rude, lowlife patients, and still get everything done with everyone against us.
And if that weren't enough, you work with a different clinic instructor every session, which means the treatment plan gets changed every week and there's always someone who thinks you're an idiot even though you're just doing what you're told. Sometimes they're outright nasty too. I've had comments ranging from "There was nothing good about that appointment" to "I hope I didn't completely humiliate you in front of the patient but you were really awful" to "You should feel REALLY bad about your work today." I dread going to school. Most of my classmates have had the same kind of experiences and feel the same way.
Dental school has been the second worst experience of my life, next to the death of a family member. It has been slightly worse than being bullied extensively all throughout middle school, because middle school only lasted two years and I could still have a life outside of it. So to sum it up, it definitely hasn't met my expectations of a fun and exciting program, and has been mostly frustrating. I sure hope that being a dentist will be worth this hell.