If you know me you know that I have crap teeth. No matter how many times I brush my teeth a day, they still fall apart. This is one embarrassing problem that I have. In fact it is more of a nuisance to me then what my actual disability is! I can forget about the fact that I have Cerebal Palsy, but I can never forget about how crap my teeth are. I have had 4 teeth pulled and I am only 27 for crying out loud!
I really hit a real low point when I was brushing my teeth and a bit of tooth broke off one of my front teeth. I was so upset that I rang my husband from work and got him to come home to look after the children so that I could go to the dentist straight away. Well he came home and we went to the dentist only to be told that there were no spots available today. The earliest they could get me in was the following Thursday. So I had no choice but to wait.
I work in customer service, so my job basically requires me to be constantly talking to customers face to face. So for the next week I was so conscious of my teeth that I tried to talk without showing my teeth and tried not to do the big wide open smile that I normally do. If I caught myself doing it I would either cover my mouth if I could or look down at the scanner.
As the weekend went by and Thursday was fast aproaching, my daughter fell ill and on the Wednesday prior to my dentist appointment. Upon taking her to the doctor he told me that she had to stay home for the rest of the week. Since my husband had taken to much time off already this year due to illness and what-not, I had to not only take time off work, but also cancel my dentist appointment. I had to reschedule it for the following Tuesday. So there was another week of trying not to show my teeth.
Well yesterday (Tuesday) I finally got to my appointment with the dentist. Now my dentist is a lovely woman, but it still doesn't make me feel better about going to the dentist. I hate the pain of the needles, and sometimes (ok most of the time) I am still able to feel it. I said my dentist yesterday that if I could remove my face and give it to you to work on while I sat in the waiting room for you to finish doing your work with my teeth, I would be one happy person. Well I am glad to say that on this occassion the procedure didn't hurt and she was also able to save the tooth to by only having to put a filling in instead of pulling it out. My greatest fear was that she would have to pull it out.
Everything was going dandy and I knew I needed to make another appointment to get the other front tooth fixed up. I also have other teeth that need doing as well, so when I went out to pay she said "Now next time I can do two teeth if you want." I asked her how much todays work was and the total cost was $200something, so I said that I will only do one at a time then. This means more visits, but apparently teeth aren't cheap!
So I felt a little more uplifted when I left the dentist surgery, although my bank balance is now suffering. When I went to pick up my children from daycare yesterday afternoon I told my son what I did that day. He wanted to see the tooth, so I showed him and he said "Did you grow a new tooth?" If only it was that simple!
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Hi! I would like to welcome you to my page. I spent over a year deciding on whether I should tell my story, because I knew that if I did tell my story, some people would be offended or hurt, which I knew wouldn't be my intention.
By putting my story up on the web I want to educate people about disabilities so that they have a better understanding on people that are 'different'.
When I was growing up I was often referred to as a 'special' person in a derogatory manner. As a consequence I cringe now when I hear the word 'special' and my name in the same sentence. I believe that everybody should be treated equally, no matter what their colour, gender, build, limited abilities or there economic status.
Saying all this I encourage anyone that visits my site and has a story to tell, wether it is about their own disability or they know someone that is disabled, as this will educate people further and give them a better understanding of those who are 'different'.
Meggsie
By putting my story up on the web I want to educate people about disabilities so that they have a better understanding on people that are 'different'.
When I was growing up I was often referred to as a 'special' person in a derogatory manner. As a consequence I cringe now when I hear the word 'special' and my name in the same sentence. I believe that everybody should be treated equally, no matter what their colour, gender, build, limited abilities or there economic status.
Saying all this I encourage anyone that visits my site and has a story to tell, wether it is about their own disability or they know someone that is disabled, as this will educate people further and give them a better understanding of those who are 'different'.
Meggsie
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