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To say my mouth was a dumpster fire of dental disaster would be an understatement. I had crowding, multiple root canals, a crooked front tooth, and severe and advanced periodontal disease.
I have had traumatic dentist visits since I was a teenager with headgear in the mid-80s. I didn't care about my teeth, and it showed.
My wife had dental work done in Mexico, by the way, it was outstanding, and I was thinking about doing it there as well, but decided to see if Dr. Stephenson and his team would be doing something with me.
I met with Brittanie, Sarina, and Dr. Stephenson, and they proposed a plan in which all of my teeth would be systematically removed, and I would have upper and lower dentures.
While I had my wife's insurance, I was able to pay for each extraction every couple of weeks.
While all of this sounded good on paper, my fear was off the charts.
I have severe PTSD from sitting in the chair. I feel completely helpless and vulnerable. Not being able to see what the team is doing is horrifying for me. This is where this team excels. I openly cried like a baby, talking about my fear and trauma, and I was accepted and not ridiculed like in other offices. They understood, and they empathized with my situation. They vowed to take each step slowly and cause as little pain as possible.
Brittanie and Dr. Stephenson were beside me each visit and metaphorically holding my hand. They were so gentle and kind to me. I cried often when thanking them
They prescribed meds for me to take one hour before the extraction, and they worked extremely well. Obviously, I needed a driver, but I was home in my bed with gauze and a towel.
I had a little break over the holidays, and between my work travel and everything else, I was scheduled for my last extraction on April 16th, almost one month ago.
That fateful day, the team worked their magic and pulled the last six remaining teeth.
I had the next day off and the weekend to recover. The following week was long. I am a foodie and a sandwich lover. A confessed Carb Monster. Not being able to chew was hard- more like a boss level from Dante's Awakening circa 2005.
I ate refried beans, guacamole, apple sauce, soup, pasta, rice, and anything that I could essentially swallow. I was so looking forward to getting fitted with my new dentures, but I was still too swollen and in pain. The Team at Prevention helped with new meds and was texting me multiple times during the day. I went back the next week and was able to get my dentures. They fit like a glove, and I look like a million dollars.
From Sarina and Monica up front to Brittanie and Dr. Glen Stephenson, thank you for everything. You changed my life. I am so thankful for all of you.
