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Downwardly Mobile Doris
Junior member
- Joined
- Jan 11, 2016
- Messages
- 17
- Location
- The country Edward Snowden escaped from
Hi board. I would like to be called Doris, although it is not my real name.
I have advanced periodontal disease and am unable to seek conventional dental care at the present time. I am more concerned with my health than my appearance, although I am also interested in any help you can give me as far as making peace with my appearance and responding to judgement/negative stereotypes from other people.
My most pressing issue is intrusive thoughts.
This is my story:
I grew up in suburbia and loved going to the dentist. I always got prizes for not getting cavities. I was diagnosed with periodontal disease in my 20s, had gum surgery in my 30s, came in for regular cleanings every three months religiously during my 40s, brush, floss, irrigate, and oil pull three times a day (it takes between 30-60 minutes each session, so instead of a favourite hobby), do not eat sugar or processed foods, take megadoses of vitamin C and supplement traditional dental practices with holistic/alternative care, and at 50 a little girl my daughter's age jammed a bunch of sharp instruments in my mouth and proclaimed that she was going to "educate (me) that you did not have to let all of your teeth rot out just because you never brush them. You must remember to call your dentist every six months to make an appointment. You must remember not to eat yucky vegetables and not just yummy candy. You must remember where you put your toothbrush or else you will have to buy a new one. You did not have to let all of your teeth rot out. I am going to educate you that you do not have to let all of your teeth rot out."
When I tried to tell her that she didn't have to talk to me like that because English is not only my native language, but also what I chose to major in at college, she rolled her eyes, made a motion with her hand as if she was brushing away a pesky instrument, jammed her pick deeply into one of my size 7 pockets, and said, 'I am going to educate you that you did not have to let all of your teeth rot out just because you never brush them...."
I have intrusive thoughts daily about this, sometimes brought on by seeing the words "tooth" or "dentist" and sometimes for no apparent reason.
I have advanced periodontal disease and am unable to seek conventional dental care at the present time. I am more concerned with my health than my appearance, although I am also interested in any help you can give me as far as making peace with my appearance and responding to judgement/negative stereotypes from other people.
My most pressing issue is intrusive thoughts.
This is my story:
I grew up in suburbia and loved going to the dentist. I always got prizes for not getting cavities. I was diagnosed with periodontal disease in my 20s, had gum surgery in my 30s, came in for regular cleanings every three months religiously during my 40s, brush, floss, irrigate, and oil pull three times a day (it takes between 30-60 minutes each session, so instead of a favourite hobby), do not eat sugar or processed foods, take megadoses of vitamin C and supplement traditional dental practices with holistic/alternative care, and at 50 a little girl my daughter's age jammed a bunch of sharp instruments in my mouth and proclaimed that she was going to "educate (me) that you did not have to let all of your teeth rot out just because you never brush them. You must remember to call your dentist every six months to make an appointment. You must remember not to eat yucky vegetables and not just yummy candy. You must remember where you put your toothbrush or else you will have to buy a new one. You did not have to let all of your teeth rot out. I am going to educate you that you do not have to let all of your teeth rot out."
When I tried to tell her that she didn't have to talk to me like that because English is not only my native language, but also what I chose to major in at college, she rolled her eyes, made a motion with her hand as if she was brushing away a pesky instrument, jammed her pick deeply into one of my size 7 pockets, and said, 'I am going to educate you that you did not have to let all of your teeth rot out just because you never brush them...."
I have intrusive thoughts daily about this, sometimes brought on by seeing the words "tooth" or "dentist" and sometimes for no apparent reason.