Halloween came a tad bit early for me. Totally unexpected, I might add. And I realize that it seems to be the reason why I couldnâ€™t bring myself to blog till nowâ€”it really does take time before one can accept the fact that sheâ€™ll be losing her teeth. All of them, except one.
I came to the dentist with only one shallow intention: I just wanted to have my bridge fixed. It was protruding in an ugly way, so I wanted to make it look better in time for my wedding. When my dentist was examining my teeth, he was already telling me that there was a chance that he might have to remove the teeth where the bridge was hanging on to. You could just imagine how nervous I was. If he removed those teeth, Iâ€™d be left with only one tooth.
Upon the removal of the bridge, I could see from the look on his face that I was in for the worst: Iâ€™d lose all my teeth at the age of 25.
I really could not understand why this had to happen. I told my dentist that ever since I lost some teeth and had to have partial dentures and bridges, Iâ€™ve been doing my best to take care of the remaining ones. I brushed my teeth and partial dentures regularly, and made sure nothing got stuck in between when Iâ€™m eating. I donâ€™t chew gum. I donâ€™t even attempt to bite hard food. So what went wrong?
Apparently, I lacked nutrition. It was the lack of calcium and vitamins that made my teeth extremely brittle. My workaholic schedule didnâ€™t help too. And to make matters worse, I donâ€™t drink vitamins regularly.
So there you have it. I now have an early and natural Halloween costume. Itâ€™s a good thing I work from home, else, going out in public would have been torture. I canâ€™t even bring myself to look in the mirror.
A face with no teeth isnâ€™t really that much of an issue for me (Iâ€™ll just be in hibernation here at home for the entire week till I get my dentures on Saturday). I can even tolerate the pain (Iâ€™ve gone through worse, actually). But the unbearable part of this ordeal is the fact that I canâ€™t eat decent food.
Ever since last week, I havenâ€™t had a decent meal. All Iâ€™ve been living on were soup, mashed potatoes, oatmeal, and more soup. Whenever my family eats lunch or dinner, my dad makes it a point to tell me that theyâ€™re going to be eating so Iâ€™ll have the option to eat my soup with them or just have my food in the computer room. I always choose the latterâ€”itâ€™s a real torture seeing but not being able to eat the yummy food my dad cooks.
I read in one of my sister’s teeny-bopper magazines that when youâ€™re dieting, it doesnâ€™t hurt to give in to your cravings once in a whileâ€”a little bit of that sinful chocolate cake wonâ€™t hurt. At least youâ€™ll stop thinking about it and lessen the risk of you gorging yourself and ruining the diet. But in my case, itâ€™s worse.
I canâ€™t even eat anything that requires chewing. Theyâ€™re not even sinful food!
And worse, I know itâ€™s my fault that I canâ€™t eat anything decent. If Iâ€™ve been more conscious about my health, I donâ€™t think Iâ€™d lose my teeth.
My only consolation now is that Iâ€™ve lost a few pounds. And at the rate Iâ€™m going, I have a feeling Iâ€™d lose more within the month. Well, at least Iâ€™d look sexy wearing my wedding gown. But then, I guess thatâ€™s just me trying to make myself see the good out of this torturous ordeal 🙁