Ok, so I’m not afraid of teeth in and of themselves, but the idea of the tooth being removed, and the roots is what just totally gets me. 2 stories:
When I was young and my teeth got loose, I would not pull them out. My mother actually had to lie to me, and tell me she was just going to look, but not pull, and then pull anyway. The thought terrified me, and I would just leave them until they fell completely out on their own.
More recently… I was watching my niece and nephews when Micah lost his first tooth. I freaked out a little. Went to the other side of the room, told him I didn’t want to see it, and called his parents. In the meantime, my 8 year old niece got a wet paper towel for him to hold in his mouth, and a ziploc bag for the tooth.
And that’s all I’m going to expound on the issue. I just can’t stand the thought of it. So again, no stories!