I have an autoimmune disorder that has indirectly led to me having insane amounts of dental work. Before all that, I was fine with it. Then I got to a point where it really bothered me; just thinking about it elevated my pulse and blood pressure (and put off some necessary stuff for way too long because of that). Now I'm okay with it again. I just lie back and think of England.
I'm sorry you didn't end up with something that made the dentist grimace; I agree that would have almost made the whole thing worth it. GO BIG OR GO HOME, amiright?