Beauty, Health, My Thoughts, Writing

Writing 101: Day 10 – Dentures


Prompt: Let the Scene Write Itself

The taxi drops me off at Jasper ave and one-hundred-and-sixth street. I know Jasper ave well. I’ve been into many of the buildings on the ave. I have been coming to the City Centre mall for errands, lunch, and getting my hair done since I was in highschool.

This building, it’s only the second time I have visited it. On top of a Tim Horton’s and a post office is a highrise full of doctors of every kind. I was referred to go see Dr. P, a specialist, after my regular dentist took one look at my teeth and said: ” I can’t fix these, look at your bottom teeth, you’re going to need a crown on everyone.” I was shocked. I had always had the best teeth in my family. I only had one cavity ever. But since 2010, a year after I started having to take a cocktail of medications, my perfect teeth began to pit from acidity. To this day no dentist can find out why. I don’t drink fruit juice, I only have one pop a day, I don’t eat many citrus fruit, I’m not bulemic, and I don’t have stomach acid.

Dr. P looks at me in the dentist chair, he is showing me molds taken of my teeth. “See how your bite just fits exactly together, there is no space you should have space between the bottom and top. I don’t know why your teeth are so acidic but you need to wear your mouth guard. Your teeth are delicate and thin. See how thin they are? And look at this X-Ray, the roots of your teeth are perfect but when we get up top the enamel is just gone. You have to wear the mouth guard or we’ll have to pull all your teeth out and you’ll have dentures at forty.”

This was not what I expected to hear from Dr. P. I thought he might suggest crowns but instead he says I have to ” protect what I have.” I have to wear the horrible night guard. I told them I have insomnia, I cannot sleep with it in. But he says I have to wear it or I will be like my Grandpa and have dentures. It makes me angry, like I don’t already have enough health issues to deal with. 

I have to wear the mouth guard as much as possible and once we check with insurance, they will make me a new one that fits perfectly. They never fit perfectly. They are always hard to breath through and hurt your mouth. The mouth guard gives me headaches but I have to wear it! I have been grinding my teeth since I was five and now because my teeth are thin, there is no choice but to wear it. No way in Hell are they pulling my teeth out. ” That’s not so bad,” my mother says. I choke down my reply. Would she like dentures? I doubt it and she’s fifty-seven. I keep picturing the cup my Grandpa put his dentures in with polident. That won’t be me.

Event, My Thoughts, Relationship

Things Are How They Are


It has been a tough two weeks. This week I made a friend who turned out to be a fake and only wanted one thing. It’s understandably difficult for me making friends my age so it was a bit disappointing after all this talking to have the relationship come to nothing. Some people are disappointing but they are who they are I guess.

I struggled withe break up with A. We made up and then broke up again all in the expanse of one week. But I finally feel right again having painfully worked through our issues, this time I hope for good. Nothing worth having is ever easy and I feel that we are both stronger because of our difficulties. I don’t know how many couples break up and get back together a bunch of times, I am told. But I guess this is weird for couples who just stay together to understand. But I feel now our relationship has direction and that A will treat me a lot better. Having him home going to school helps a lot right now. Because sometimes I think distance creates problems between us but I’m told since he takes my good and bad, I too have to accept his good and bad. I think I can work harder at doing that.

I was so busy going to a doctors appointment on Tuesday and then off to Winner’s because I’m really trying to organize the space I call my room. There is still vacuuming, dusting, and organizing to do but I organized my scarves, jewelry, and got a new duvet and cozy flannel sheets with Christmas gift cards. There is so much left to do I wish I could do more at once.

Wednesday was the dentist and I was just exhausted after. And today I ended up staying up too late chatting with said bad friend and was exhausted even more by 2 am when I finally fell asleep. Today I woke up at 11 am and didn’t get much done. I fell down the stairs yesterday and am so bruised up I am moving like an elderly women. I did do my nails. I love bubble gum pink by Quo Orely and got a non chip top coat to help it last on my fingers in the same brand.

I am going to dinner with A tomorrow after his class and that will be so nice. In the day I plan to relax and clean up a few more things in my room. The next week I have to go visit my Great God Mother Evelyn at the hospital and I’m looking forward to some Winter Fest at the U of A with a couple friends.

Cheers all!