I just know that when I go to get my dentures repaired I'm going to have to explain, again, to new people, why it's not my fault that my teeth rotted out of my head.
All my life they've never wanted to listen, and I didn't used to hate the dentist. I used to love the dentist because I had two relatives in my family who were either dental hygenists or dental assistants. And they taught me all about how important my dental health was and made me feel safe about going to the dentist.
And then, in spite of my immaculate care, I got my first cavities at 6 years old. And they just didn't stop.
I brushed, I flossed, I used mouth wash, sometimes three times a day. Still, I'm a liar, there's no way I did all that and still had so much decay. No arguments, it was my fault.
I became obsessive about my teeth until finally in my 20's I stopped getting cleanings and I stopped flossing and I stopped using mouthwash 3 times a day. I brushed twice, and mouth wash at night.
Because they never listened and they all blamed me and they had no other solutions besides floss more, brush more, mouthwash more.
All the women in my family, with all their different lifestyles and different health problems or lack thereof lost their teeth early in life. Struggled with severe tooth decay. Even the hygeinist!
My great grandmother suffered so much it was why my great aunt went into the dental profession in the first place, and she still got dentures in her 30's. My grandmother couldn't afford as much care and went around with a hillbilly smile until her 40's. My mother and my aunt have bridges and crowns and no real teeth left. One root canal after another, for years. Tens of thousands of dollars in dental bills between them.
But just brush more, floss more, use prescription mouthwash.
There was a time in my early teens I brushed for 2 straight minutes when I woke up, I had a timer, I brushed after every meal, I flossed after every meal. Until I couldn't stand the fact that I couldn't fit my hands in my mouth to floss my back molars. My mouth was physically too small for my teeth, and no one was willing to take out my impacted wisdom teeth because "you might need them."
But "It's okay, everyone lies to their dentist."
Now I'm in the dentist anxiety club with a set of dentures that have a crack almost all the way across.
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