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As you thumb
through this smile notebook, you may be dreaming of a beautiful
smile. Your teeth may be stained by coffee, tea, tetracycline or
cigarettes. Your smile may include chipped teeth, missing teeth or
large gaps between teeth. You may be concerned about mercury
fillings. You see the transformations in these pages and wonder,
could I, should I do it? For two years, every time I came to this
waiting room, I wondered the same thing. Finally I did something
about my smile. Here’s my story.
For the first seven years
of my life, I had pretty teeth. My baby teeth were like little
pearls. But when I was eight, tetracycline caused my permanent teeth
to come in pitted and yellowish. My front right tooth had a
prominent yellow stain. Kids, being kids, immediately began making
fun of my teeth – setting the stage for years of teasing and
torment. “You need to go home and brush your teeth,” I was told on
the bus and at school. I brushed hard twice a day, hoping to somehow
transform my ugly teeth into the pretty white teeth everyone else
had. Instead, I caused more damage by over brushing. My tormenters
branched out into other topics, but they always came back to my
teeth. That was my vulnerable spot. I couldn’t deny the truth – my
teeth were ugly and I knew it. No matter how cute my figure,
no matter how pretty my hair and makeup, my teeth looked terrible.
Even one dentist called that front tooth Old Yeller. All my school
pictures showed an uncertain smile, that and Old Yeller. I came home
in tears so many days. I was shoved, robbed of lunch money and
beaten up several times. Once, my nose was broken.
I was probably one of the
very few teenagers who was glad to get braces. During those three
years in orthodontics, my yellow, misshapen teeth were covered up
and I felt like all my other classmates. I began to develop
self-confidence, although it wasn’t easy because I was still
surrounded by those kids who had tormented me.
When I went to college
and began working on my own, I started over with a new set of peers.
I finally had the self- assurance I needed to succeed. My inner
vision of myself was beautiful and I projected that outward. I
didn’t need perfect teeth to feel pretty and poised. At that point,
I was at the right place for cosmetic improvements. Why? Because I
wasn’t expecting that an improved appearance would work a miracle on
my social life.
With my previous dentist,
I tried teeth whitening and saw some results. I also got a plastic
veneer over Old Yeller. But the plastic veneer didn’t last, my teeth
were still oddly shaped and pitted, and the whitening could make my
teeth only a few shades lighter – not the beautiful white I wanted.
Plus, I had mercury fillings that were starting to leak and could
contribute to gum disease. I knew many people were concerned about
the health risks of mercury. To top it off, I clenched my teeth at
night and thus, was wearing away the enamel.
Then I met Dr. Oglesby.
He told me about full mouth restoration, which would restore my jaw
to its optimal position, correcting my bite to help eliminate the
nighttime clenching. His plan also included removing the mercury
fillings. Finally, he would put in porcelain veneers to both reshape
and recolor my teeth.
Like most of you, I was
cautious. This was to be a big investment. I thought about the
project for at least two years.
I talked it through many
times with Dr. Oglesby and his staff. Before creating a beautiful
smile, we also wanted to make sure I had a healthy smile. Pockets
had begun to form between my teeth and gums – the beginning of gum
disease. My previous dentist hadn’t seemed concerned, but Dr.
Oglesby and his knowledgeable hygienists said the pockets would
continue to get worse if we didn’t do something. I didn’t love my
teeth, but I didn’t want them to fall out. Dr. Oglesby’s hygienist
did a root scaling and planning and treated my gums with
antibiotics. The pockets began to shrink. Finally, my smile was
healthy. Now I was ready for it to be dazzling.
In late summer of 2006, I
consulted with Dr. Oglesby and his team to pick out a shape and
color for my restorations. He assured me that my teeth would be both
beautiful and natural looking, the teeth I was meant to have. That
fall, Dr. Oglesby and his staff devoted a full morning to putting on
the temporary plastic veneers. Although I’m not phobic about going
to the dentist, especially to Dr. Oglesby and his staff, I did take
advantage of sedation dentistry since this was a long appointment. I
felt aware yet completely relaxed.
Even these temporary
veneers represented a huge improvement over my teeth. A month later,
I got my porcelain veneers and fillings, again with a full morning
of VIP treatment and sedation dentistry. Finally. I had the smile
I’d always dreamed of. Old Yeller and his buddies could rest in
peace. Speaking of dreaming, I started treatment to correct my bite
and stop the nighttime clenching and began waking up with fewer
clenching-related headaches.
Even though I wasn’t
counting on an appealing smile to change my life, it did. For the
first few weeks, I kept sneaking into the bathroom to check out my
beautiful white teeth in the mirror. I developed more
self-confidence in my work. I asked for, and got, raises from my
clients. I didn’t cover my mouth when I laughed. I made a better
impression on people because I smiled more to show off my dazzling
teeth. I thought back to that sad eight-year-old trying to scrub the
yellow off her teeth and wanted to reach back through the years with
a comforting hug. Finally, I had the healthy, strong, beautiful
teeth that tetracycline had robbed from me, the smile that God and
Nature and intended for me to have all along. And yes, I still slow
down at mirrors to check it out.
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Karen Q.
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