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misty
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Thanks to this forum and the support of a number of friends, I was able to go to the dentist last Friday for the first time in many years. The problem that spurred me to go at last was a tooth that broke when I bit down on it. The dentist and office staff could not have been nicer or more patient with my many phobias, and I was able to go in tranquilized, have xrays taken, and come up with a plan of action for the one tooth (I asked the dentist if we could go very slowly with the rest of the needed work, even to the extent of not discussing it yet).
About half the tooth was left and nothing showed on the outside, thank goodness, at least for a couple of weeks. All that ended this morning when I was (gently) brushing the broken tooth, and the rest of it fell, leaving a stump. My poor little tooth, I let it down so badly.
I am devastated. The gap doesn't really show except in a wide smile (which I have no more of left), but I feel like a total skank, useless, ugly, stupid, and I fear that nothing will ever go right again. I have a long history of not being able to get effective help for my problems, being rejected by dental and other professionals, and all of the hope I had when I left the dentist's office is gone.
My dental history is extensive and full of pain (the usual sadistic dentist when young, who would pull baby teeth without anaesthetic, would say he was done drilling then would keep on going, etc.; orthodonture preceded by extractions and followed by wisdom tooth extractions; many painful experiences at the dentist, deep scaling followed by infection after infection after infection, etc.), and even here I have to avoid the negative stories for fear that I will be discouraged yet again.
My greatest fears are pain, not getting effective treatment, or getting treatment that makes things worse instead of better, and fundamental embarrassment that I have not done more when I could despite my history.
So now I have to face all of it, including having visible signs of my shame. For men I think it is different - for women I think there is no forgiveness for having a less than perfect physical appearance.
I guess I am hoping for support, because I am not seeing any way out right now of feeling like a complete loser.
Thank you for taking the time to read my words.
About half the tooth was left and nothing showed on the outside, thank goodness, at least for a couple of weeks. All that ended this morning when I was (gently) brushing the broken tooth, and the rest of it fell, leaving a stump. My poor little tooth, I let it down so badly.
I am devastated. The gap doesn't really show except in a wide smile (which I have no more of left), but I feel like a total skank, useless, ugly, stupid, and I fear that nothing will ever go right again. I have a long history of not being able to get effective help for my problems, being rejected by dental and other professionals, and all of the hope I had when I left the dentist's office is gone.
My dental history is extensive and full of pain (the usual sadistic dentist when young, who would pull baby teeth without anaesthetic, would say he was done drilling then would keep on going, etc.; orthodonture preceded by extractions and followed by wisdom tooth extractions; many painful experiences at the dentist, deep scaling followed by infection after infection after infection, etc.), and even here I have to avoid the negative stories for fear that I will be discouraged yet again.
My greatest fears are pain, not getting effective treatment, or getting treatment that makes things worse instead of better, and fundamental embarrassment that I have not done more when I could despite my history.
So now I have to face all of it, including having visible signs of my shame. For men I think it is different - for women I think there is no forgiveness for having a less than perfect physical appearance.
I guess I am hoping for support, because I am not seeing any way out right now of feeling like a complete loser.
Thank you for taking the time to read my words.