I had the privilige to shadow a dentist yesterday. He is a general practitioner that is active in allmost all fields.
I got to see crowns being put to place, old crowns being removed, panorama x-rays, a filling and an implant operation (he made an incision and separated the gums and got to the cheek bone and put two screews into place).
I was very fascinated by the way he worked. Everything was done in a professional and effective way. He told me that earlier on he managed to treat 32 patients a day by working with two chairs in two rooms with a nurse in every room. That made me reevaluate things that I feel stressful.
Anyways. There were three things that concerned me about becoming a dentist.
1. He made people bite in some clay and sent it to the dental lab and so on. He told me that it had to be really really exact in order for the dental-technician to make as perfect crowns, bridges etc as possible. This felt really hard. Is it really that hard or is it just me as an outsider that feels that way?
2. The risks. When he put the implant into place he told me that it may have looked easy but that it wasn't. He drilled two screws into place in the lower cheek bone. Had he drilled too deep he could have puncture a big nerve and the patient could easily bleed to death. He told me that the margin was about a couple of milimetres. That scared the **** out of me but he was very relaxed.
How do you handle those kinds of risks? A person bleeding to death if I screw a bit too much? Yikes!
3. The monotonous nature of the work-subject. I got to see very varied treatments but one thing that struck me was that we were only doing teeth; either it being an implant or a crown it was still deeth. There were no more excitement. I mean teeth can only come in a number of ways. How do you handle that? Day in and day out only teeth? How do you look upon that?
I got to see crowns being put to place, old crowns being removed, panorama x-rays, a filling and an implant operation (he made an incision and separated the gums and got to the cheek bone and put two screews into place).
I was very fascinated by the way he worked. Everything was done in a professional and effective way. He told me that earlier on he managed to treat 32 patients a day by working with two chairs in two rooms with a nurse in every room. That made me reevaluate things that I feel stressful.
Anyways. There were three things that concerned me about becoming a dentist.
1. He made people bite in some clay and sent it to the dental lab and so on. He told me that it had to be really really exact in order for the dental-technician to make as perfect crowns, bridges etc as possible. This felt really hard. Is it really that hard or is it just me as an outsider that feels that way?
2. The risks. When he put the implant into place he told me that it may have looked easy but that it wasn't. He drilled two screws into place in the lower cheek bone. Had he drilled too deep he could have puncture a big nerve and the patient could easily bleed to death. He told me that the margin was about a couple of milimetres. That scared the **** out of me but he was very relaxed.
How do you handle those kinds of risks? A person bleeding to death if I screw a bit too much? Yikes!
3. The monotonous nature of the work-subject. I got to see very varied treatments but one thing that struck me was that we were only doing teeth; either it being an implant or a crown it was still deeth. There were no more excitement. I mean teeth can only come in a number of ways. How do you handle that? Day in and day out only teeth? How do you look upon that?