By the time I graduated from college, my teeth were in a pretty bad shape. I had a crooked incisor, an unflattering overbite, and gums that bleed each time I brush my teeth. In short, my pearly whites were in dire need of medical attention. As soon as I got my first paycheck from my first job, I sought the help of a cosmetic dentist NYC.
For the next five years, I went through a series of dental procedures. From metal-wired braces, bite splints, retainers, dental bridges, aligners - I've worn them all. Dealing with all these dental devices had not been easy; there were instances when eating, chewing, and even merely opening my mouth proved to be bothersome and painful.
Even more agonizing were the two surgical procedures that I had to go through. The first one was for my unerupted incisor, where my dentist had to remove my milk tooth and literally scrape my gums open so that the incisor could erupt properly. And as if that was not tormentous enough, I had gingivectomy, too. It's the procedure of removing and reshaping diseased gum tissue to get rid of pockets between the gums and teeth. If not for these procedures, my teeth wouldn't be able to align properly, and my gums would be a host for disease-causing bacteria. I had to endure a lot of pain, but I'm grateful towards my cosmetic dentist for a job well done.
|Oh my, what big teeth you have!|
I wouldn't want my son to experience all these in future, which is why I give extra attention to his teeth. At this point, he's already had two dental examinations. I also take him along whenever I go to the dentist for my routine monthly check-up. It's a good thing he's showing no signs of fear or aversion towards our dentist. At least with his fearlessness, we could avoid possible dental problems and even more medical expenses in the future.
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