In just a few months I will be turning the big 4 0… Can you even believe it? Because I simply can not! I find myself reflecting a lot on my life these days and most of the time I remember all of the regrets. Well, all of us have a lot of things that we regret doing or not doing in the past and to be honest, it’s been bothering me quite a bit.
I know that people always say that you shouldn’t dwell on the past but you can’t just make as if it never happened. You need to think about it, see where you went wrong or figure out what you could’ve done differently so that you can prevent it from happening again.
There’s quite a few people who doesn’t know that I have dentures. Just now the other day someone got the shock of their life when I mentioned something about my dentures because in the almost 20 years of knowing her, she never noticed.
Well, I was about 14 years old when I told my mom that I wanted to extract my from teeth. On the Cape Flats, where I grew up, it was basically the “in thing” to extract your front teeth and have dentures made. It was even cooler if you could have some gold added to your dentures too. If I think about it now, I simply cannot figure out what made the whole denture thing so cool.
What I later realized was that the dentures contributed to the damage of the rest of my teeth and slowly but surely I had to let them go one by one. Just over 10 years ago, all my teeth on my top jaw was gone and I had to fit a full set of teeth.
My wisdom teeth didn’t fully emerged from my gum, got cavities as a result and had to be removed too. During my pregnancies I had so much toothache and after each pregnancy, I had to visit my dentist so extract teeth. It was horrible and I started to get terrified just thinking about going to a dentist. At the end of it all I was left with 7 teeth on my lower gum. No molars at the back only the canines in the front.
Obviously there was so much strain on the only teeth I had left that it got damaged in the process. Then, I got a cavity, so noticeable that I was left with no confidence to have a conversation with anyone, let alone strangers cos the entire time I would feel like everyone is staring into my mouth.
It was terrible but that feeling gave me the courage to make an appointment to have the problem solved. By this time, the rest of my teeth started to grow apart which was very weird but also made sense because there was basically no support structure (missing molars) to keep them intact.
So, a few weeks ago, I put on my big girl panties and made my way to the dentist. While waiting for them to call my name, I was shaking uncontrollably like when you’re at the hospital and you’re about to have an op. Also weird, I know but I was just so terrified because of all the bad experiences during my pregnancies.
After a lot of back and forth, I finally convinced the dentist to extract all 7 of my teeth in one go. At that point I didn’t care if I would be in pain afterwards, I just wanted to get it over with. It wasn’t bad at all. I survived and I feel much better now that I know I don’t have to feel embarrassed about my smile or teeth any longer. Well, just a little bit longer.
My next step is to wait till it heals completely which can take up to 8 weeks or more. I will then have do some fittings and await the arrival of my dentures. I am so excited for my brand new smile.
So, back to what this post is actually supposed to be about… extracting my perfectly fine teeth at the age of 14 because I wanted to be one of the cool kids, is one of the biggest regrets in my life. Not doing that would’ve saved from so much embarrassment and low self esteem issues.