So, it’s been two months since I got my dentures and it’s been interesting. They say that when you get them, you can go back to eating and speaking “normally…” but it’s not quite the same.
Of course, I’ve been biting the living hell out of my bottom lip and the insides of my mouth; I’m learning that some foods require some finesse to eat, like tomatoes, raw onions, and pickles. Normally, your teeth give you feedback when you bite something but that feedback with dentures is very different; even tasting things seem different.
Let’s talk denture adhesives for a moment, shall we? I learned the hard way (read this as both dentures came loose when biting a piece of fried chicken) that Polident doesn’t hold well for me so I use Fixodent “True Feel” which, honestly, isn’t as true as they say but it holds and seals like a motherfucker and so well that I often have a bitch of a time getting them out at night… but the fun is just beginning.
After I get them out, now I gotta get the stuff off of my gums and I can’t open my mouth and see it – I have to feel for it with my tongue and then try to scrape it into a ball so I can get a grip on it and pull it out; think of very tacky and sticky glue. I’ve learned that if I wet my finger with warm water, that helps but, eh, not always; it takes me longer to get that stuff out of my mouth than it does taking my dentures out!
The things that bug me are (1) after a few hours, my mouth gets tired; I find myself biting down on them a lot during the day and as if I’m subconsciously worried about them staying put, although the people who make Fixodent suggests biting down and swallowing before speaking… but it’s tiring and it tends to give me a headache. For (2), as the day wears on, the cushioning effect starts to wear off and, fuck, that just makes my mouth hurt! It’s funny… I get up in the morning and I can’t wait to put them in but by dinner time, I can’t wait to get them out!
And once they’re out and safely put away and cleaning – and I’ve got the goop out – wow, my gums feel like I scrubbed them with coarse grit sandpaper… and a quick rinse with Listerine feels so good… no, it really doesn’t; now it feels as if I traded the sandpaper for napalm and I’ve often found myself dancing a jig as the Listerine does its thing.
*Sigh* I know I’ve got a lot of adjusting to do. The upside is that my mouth is healthy and many folks have been complimenting me on how nice they look and, yeah, I actually enjoy smiling again – think of that “doggy denture” commmerical; Linda cracks up every time I smile which makes me smile even more.
A couple of nights ago, I was getting ready for bed and thinking about anything I may have forgotten and nothing came to mind until I licked my lips – something I do a lot more of these days – and my tongue scraped across my teeth: They were so comfortable that I forgot I still had them in! Along with almost constantly licking my lips, holy crap, my mouth is so dammed dry! It makes me drink more water – a good thing – but when I walk, I can feel and hear the water sloshing with every step – not a cool feeling at all.
But that’s better than having to worry about the dangers bad teeth presents any day.