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lawlcano
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- May 5, 2014
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- Cincinnati, Ohio
Hi everyone. First off, I'm brand spanking new here. I haven't been to the dentist in 17 years, and was avoiding going at all costs. I didn't have the best dental hygiene growing up, but it's gotten better and better as time has gone on and my teeth have gotten worse and worse. To the point that I brush after every time I eat anything now.
I went to the dentist plenty growing up. My parents had me at 6 month cleanings like clockwork. But even then I wasn't the most thorough with my brushing. I had frequent cavities and fillings as a child and teen. I always dreaded the dentist as a kid, but never panicked or anything when I was there. It was just unpleasant.
In 1997 when I was 15, I moved across the country. Somehow, along the way, my parents forgot to schedule a dentist appointment for me. Being a 15-year-old, I sure as hell wasn't going to remind them! So I went without seeing the dentist for 5 years. Then my mother died suddenly in 2002. She was the one who dealt with all the doctor/dentist appointments, so that was the last hope in someone actually pressuring me to see a dentist. That was 2002, and I still haven't seen a dentist in 2014. A few years ago I was eating a pack of combos at work on break, and one of them broke my back molar apart. Over subsequent days, pieces of the tooth kept breaking apart until there was none of it left above the gum line. But it never hurt or caused me any physical discomfort, so I decided to ignore it out of my general phobia of seeing the dentist.
I have a few visible signs of tooth decay, and can feel several cavities with my tongue. I have visible tooth decay at the base of one of my lateral incisors and a large cavity in the other, making smiling fully extremely embarrassing. I also noticed a line of decay across the gum line of one of my other molars recently. That's when I started brushing after every meal.
A few months ago I was eating some crunchy chips and a tiny piece of one of my molars chipped away. I was immediately petrified with fear, and didn't know what to do. I eventually calmed down, and decided it wasn't bad enough, so I would see a dentist soon, but not just yet.
Cut to a week ago, and I was chewing a piece of gum. It went to the "bad" side of my mouth with the chipped molar without me thinking about it, and the next thing I know I feel myself chewing on pieces of tooth. The gum had been sticky enough to pull out a part of my chipped tooth! Yet another wave of panic went through me, and this time I decided enough was enough. I just signed up with the Affordable Care Act recently, and my insurance went live May 1st. So I've made a dentist appointment for tomorrow (Tuesday, May 6th), and I'm dreading it. I never was one for sedation dentistry. I've never been knocked out and am freaked out by the idea. The same with nitrous. I was always simply numbed for all my dental work, so that's what I'll be opting for this time as well. But it's been 17 years and I'm not looking forward to having people prodding in my mouth after so much time.
I'm extremely nervous, but also fed up with everything to the point that I keep thinking about once I get work done and everything filled, how much better I'll feel. And that has me almost looking forward to it. Almost. I'm looking forward to the work being done I guess. But I'm not so much looking forward to the process of having it done!
Reading everything on these forums has helped me tremendously. I had been reading here off and on for a few months prior to my major tooth problems that resulted in my dentist appointment. And you all have done more than you can know. I'll come to visit the forums and see there are over 50 people viewing the forum at the same time as me. Aside from the actual posts themselves, seeing those numbers helps. Just knowing you're not alone. Knowing other people feel the same way that you do. Knowing you can get through it pretty much pain-free. Having it reinforced over and over that the fear is worse than the pain itself (we all know it to be true but never think of it that way moments prior to being called back to the dreaded chair). Thank you all so much.
I'm still going to be nervous, but I'll be channeling all you other nervous people while I'm there. Strength in numbers!
I went to the dentist plenty growing up. My parents had me at 6 month cleanings like clockwork. But even then I wasn't the most thorough with my brushing. I had frequent cavities and fillings as a child and teen. I always dreaded the dentist as a kid, but never panicked or anything when I was there. It was just unpleasant.
In 1997 when I was 15, I moved across the country. Somehow, along the way, my parents forgot to schedule a dentist appointment for me. Being a 15-year-old, I sure as hell wasn't going to remind them! So I went without seeing the dentist for 5 years. Then my mother died suddenly in 2002. She was the one who dealt with all the doctor/dentist appointments, so that was the last hope in someone actually pressuring me to see a dentist. That was 2002, and I still haven't seen a dentist in 2014. A few years ago I was eating a pack of combos at work on break, and one of them broke my back molar apart. Over subsequent days, pieces of the tooth kept breaking apart until there was none of it left above the gum line. But it never hurt or caused me any physical discomfort, so I decided to ignore it out of my general phobia of seeing the dentist.
I have a few visible signs of tooth decay, and can feel several cavities with my tongue. I have visible tooth decay at the base of one of my lateral incisors and a large cavity in the other, making smiling fully extremely embarrassing. I also noticed a line of decay across the gum line of one of my other molars recently. That's when I started brushing after every meal.
A few months ago I was eating some crunchy chips and a tiny piece of one of my molars chipped away. I was immediately petrified with fear, and didn't know what to do. I eventually calmed down, and decided it wasn't bad enough, so I would see a dentist soon, but not just yet.
Cut to a week ago, and I was chewing a piece of gum. It went to the "bad" side of my mouth with the chipped molar without me thinking about it, and the next thing I know I feel myself chewing on pieces of tooth. The gum had been sticky enough to pull out a part of my chipped tooth! Yet another wave of panic went through me, and this time I decided enough was enough. I just signed up with the Affordable Care Act recently, and my insurance went live May 1st. So I've made a dentist appointment for tomorrow (Tuesday, May 6th), and I'm dreading it. I never was one for sedation dentistry. I've never been knocked out and am freaked out by the idea. The same with nitrous. I was always simply numbed for all my dental work, so that's what I'll be opting for this time as well. But it's been 17 years and I'm not looking forward to having people prodding in my mouth after so much time.
I'm extremely nervous, but also fed up with everything to the point that I keep thinking about once I get work done and everything filled, how much better I'll feel. And that has me almost looking forward to it. Almost. I'm looking forward to the work being done I guess. But I'm not so much looking forward to the process of having it done!
Reading everything on these forums has helped me tremendously. I had been reading here off and on for a few months prior to my major tooth problems that resulted in my dentist appointment. And you all have done more than you can know. I'll come to visit the forums and see there are over 50 people viewing the forum at the same time as me. Aside from the actual posts themselves, seeing those numbers helps. Just knowing you're not alone. Knowing other people feel the same way that you do. Knowing you can get through it pretty much pain-free. Having it reinforced over and over that the fear is worse than the pain itself (we all know it to be true but never think of it that way moments prior to being called back to the dreaded chair). Thank you all so much.
I'm still going to be nervous, but I'll be channeling all you other nervous people while I'm there. Strength in numbers!
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