Arthur J. Post, DDS

My childhood dentist was a sadist-​think Steve Martin in Little Shop of Horrors. He was firmly mired in the 1950’s where cold chrome and white porcelain reigned and Novocaine was for «wimps». I remember him waving the syringe in front of my little face saying «You don’t want me to stick you with THIS, do you?» Horrible. The searing, shocky pain of deep drillings without being numb is something I will never forget. It wasn’t til my mother heard me wailing all the way in the waiting room while having an adult molar pulled without Novocaine that my torment finally came to an end.
Enter Dr. Post and his staff-​gentle, caring angels who help to erase those toothy traumas from my past with every visit. Every person there is a sweetheart, from the receptionist to the hygienist and assistants to the doc himself. You feel like you’re in the living room of a friend in the waiting area as you watch Ellen and check out the huge fish tank. Once in a room, you are tended to with great care, while.well.still watching Ellen-T.V.‘s are everywhere! They put blankets on you if you’re cold, there are headphones if you don’t like the sound of the drill, and they aren’t stingy with the ‘caine!
I’m impressed with all their high-​tech tools, and after having extensive dental work done by him I can tell you that Dr. P is truly an expert in his field. In the midst of this though, I often find myself chuckling underneath the apparati in my mouth as they’re working on me from the friendly, professional banter. I truly enjoy hanging out with these fine folks and would recommend this office to everyone who cares about their choppers!