Dateline, May 24, 2008....she's SMILING
The answer to all THIS, folks, is to FIND THE RIGHT DENTURIST!!!!
Twenty-four hours after 'delivering' a properly made partial with only one adjustment visit, I was EATING.
That first guy was SO bad at what he does, put me through SUCH misery. OK the surgery was rough, that's because the torus on the right was HUGE and required a lot of healing. That done, the new impressions were effortless, quick and comfortable to have done, the partial was ready the next day. Sure, it felt ~strange~ at first, but more like a GOOD fitting-pair of shoes after having been barefoot for so long. With Just a few minor adjustments YESTERDAY not only did I walk out just GRINNING, I came home and dove into a bowl of pasta salad (yeah, OK, not tearing the hide off a caribou just yet) but I could CHEW with the teeth IN.
Only now with the stress LIFTING do I realize how HUGE the stress of all this has been. No WONDER I couldn't get my energy back!!
Talk about being on one of those Dismal Denial Diets......if you want to look 'normal' you can't eat a thing. If you want to EAT, you have to go home. If you go home, you're not WORKING....etc etc etc.
And don't think for a moment that I'm not complaining loud and long about that first guy.
But I was looking at the BEFORE before photo. When I HAD the teeth all loose and crooked that actually made me AFRAID to eat....I'm glad I have that photo. And I have plenty of photos WITHOUT the teeth. Sometimes I could make it hilarious, other times you can see in my eyes that it was anything BUT hilarious. Photos with the first denture looked 'repaired', but YESTERDAY.....wow. BETTER than new.
I still have a ways to go yet. I need to have a crown done and THEN the GoodGuy denturist will build a metal-frame denture that will anchor to that crown in a way that will make it even more stable. But for now, I am SMILING again
and that feels GOOD.