Monday, January 24, 2011

A word about dentists

I wasn't going to post again today but I am because I love my dentist and his staff. You see I did not have positive dental experiences growing up. No one seemed to understand that it took a lot of freezing and so visits to the dentist were particularly painful and quite often I was made to feel like I was making a Big Deal over Nothing. I have super sensitive roots, y'all. And so I made the problem worse by avoiding the dentist and going when I had a fit of conscience.

Some of you blog old-timers will remember nearly 3 years ago when I had The Issue. Cue much fearmongering on the part of my Calgary dentist. At one point I was sure I was going to lose several teeth and would have to endure painful, long procedures and shell out a lot of dough for implants. Thankfully we were also involved in moving at the time and because I knew The Issue must be dealt with I called a friend here who recommended her dentist and I made an appointment for when we would be in the area.

"Oh," he said upon examining my teeth. "That tooth isn't going anywhere and you're a grinder, so let's help this issue by getting an impression for a bite plate."

When I explained that I was very sensitive and that my last cleaning had resulted in me clenching the arms of the chair and crying, he asked why they'd never frozen me to clean.

My face went blank and I said, "YOU DO THAT?????"

Yes, he does. More than that, he listened and made sure I was put at ease. I tease him now and call him a sadist because I think he rather enjoys freezing half my mouth at a time for cleaning, because he smiles and then I am numb to my eyeball. The hygienists are all lovely but I confess to having a favourite because we laugh constantly even as I'm holding the suction.  It does not cost me an arm and a leg. I book faithfully for follow up appointments, and I do not dread going. AT ALL. No nerves, no sick stomach, no hyperventilating. Even better is that my kids do not dread the dentist like I did. They look forward to their visits.

Unfortunately my years of sporadic treatment left their mark and I do have a few problem areas and my dentist wants me to see a specialist. And I am nervous all over again. She is not Dr. Greg. I trust Dr. Greg. And that's because he listened and didn't make me feel like I was a big baby for saying IT HURTS.

I know I should do this now as it is "minor" treatment and can save me more involved treatment down the road, so I told him to go ahead and send the referral. We'll see how that goes.

But as I told my hygienist this morning, having The Issue three years ago was the best thing that could have happened to me. It scared me into being proactive with my teeth, and it took me to Dr. Greg.

1 comment:

  1. I'm a grinder too and I've also got a super sexy bite plate ;) I hope all goes well with the specialist.