The Random & Unexpected (When Getting Dentures)

 I watched a lot of videos when I was trying to understand the ordeal of getting dentures. I watched stuff on extractions and living with them; changes in the face and voice; eating without teeth; and the whole thing of being fitted for dentures. I thought I was going to be prepared. I was - sort of, but there were a lot of things I really didn't expect. Here's a rundown:

• Getting my teeth pulled was not the worst of it. The worst was the blood and gore for the first few days afterward. Oh, my Lord, how I hated that. I learned to keep some warm salt water near me for the first day. I was able to rinse and spit. The salt kept down the taste of blood. It also helped keep me from piking because of my vivid imagination about all the gore in my mouth. After the first day or maybe day and a half, things calm down. Then I would sit broth. Again, the savory water really helps settle a queasy stomach, and I was queasy for at least a week.
• Once I was over the gore, I had to get used to looking at a very different face in the mirror. I really understand now how much one's teeth have to do with the entire facial structure. It's drastic, people.
• I got used to talking and eating without all my teeth quicker than I am re-learning to do those things with teeth. 
• People tend to assume things about why you are without teeth. Whenever I wore a mask in public, it wasn't because of vanity, it was because I learned what some people assumed. It was my eye doctor who called this to my attention. She knows me and was sympathizing that some people would assume I was a drug user. What??? I had not thought of that. 
• Just as some people might have treated or thought of me differently when I was without teeth, I see a difference in how I am treated now. I'd always taken for granted that, for most of my life, strangers have tended to be friendly or civil toward me in public. Of course, I'm from Alaska, where strangers smile and chat with each other all the time. When I moved here, I notice the same is mostly true of people in small towns like where I live and, often, even in the larger places. When I was without teeth, I didn't feel that same casual kindness from strangers or passersby. Today, I went out to the store, and things were better. (I realize that I was probably behaving differently myself, or just being hyper-critical of people.)
• The longer I went without teeth, the more my face "shrunk" (maybe "contracted" is a better word). Since I was without a lot of my teeth for the past 2 years, then most of them for a year and, finally, all of them for about 7 + months, a lot of my facial muscles had lost something. This is why I'm going to take more time than usual to adjust to my dentures. My dentist is awesome and has explained this all to me. We aren't going to do any major tweaks or adjustments (if any) until my jaw and the rest of my face has re-adapted to a full mouth of teeth. I may not need any adjustments, so we're going to give this some time. (BTW, I was able to talk better within just hours of getting my dentures. By the 2nd day, I was getting really good. So this is a re-learning game.)
• There is a potential gagging issue with dentures. That's because the upper plate does go back a ways. I had a terrible time the first day, but I started getting used to it pretty quickly. Again, my dentist will make some adjustments later, if needed. He wanted to know how bad it was now. Honestly, I can handle it because I think I'm still getting used to the dentures.
• I don't know if this is true for everyone, but I am producing more saliva than before. This isn't a bad thing, since I used to have dry mouth. It's a new thing, so... Weird
• My bottom implants are wonderful. I am so happy that my dentist was able to put them in. I'd heard from another doctor that it wouldn't be possible. Of course, that same doctor is one that was so rude and uncaring that even his nurse looked dumbstruck, and I left his office in tears and I had to beg my brother not to go in and say something... It's not wild at all that his name is synonymous with a farm animal. Because of the implants, I never have to worry about my bottom plate sliding around or popping out. I snap the plate in, and that bad boy is locked in place until I remove it. 
• This is a very weird observation that I hadn't realized it until the day I got my dentures. The first thing I did when I got home was to put on a little lip gloss! I know, that's so random. I've never worn lots of makeup - maybe for special occasions or when I was in a mood - but I have always loved wearing lip gloss and a little bit of eyeliner. There was no way I wanted to call attention to my mouth when I was without teeth, and I really didn't ever feel like dressing up my eyes. But these lips are shining and lightly tinted now, baby!
• Even if I wasn't aware of being a lot less confident before, I do feel so much more confident and generally happier now that I have teeth again. 

I am sure that, as time wears on, I will find more things to add to this list. Out of everything, this is the most important thing I want to say: If you need dentures, don't hesitate out of fear or vanity. I wish I had started the minute I had a chance.

Peace

--Free