Dentist VS Denturist?

Is there a difference? Yes. There is supposed to be a difference, but that line has been narrowed down so much that denturists no longer exist.

A denturist is a specialized dental care professional who is trained and works exclusively with patients requiring tooth replacement solutions. This is the definition found on the internet.

I, and most people who have lost ALL of their teeth, need a denturist, but alas, every dentist proclaims themselves to be a denturist.

I have a drawer full of dentures made by dentists pretending to be denturists!

My story begins around 85 years ago.

I was horrified to find out that I was endowed with Buck Teeth! Mine were real big Rabbit Teeth! There were songs and poems written about them in school. I hated them!

When I was around 14, a dentist (I suspect he was a denturist) pulled my six front teeth, and under novacaine, he did bone surgery. I was fitted with a partial plate until I was 18. Fun extra fact:  I started high school with my front teeth missing! That was in the days of legal hazing! I got to sing in front of the entire town, “All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth!” I survived!

At 18, the rest of my teeth were extracted and replaced with dentures. Since I had surgery, I had an unnatural bite, and the dentist embedded steel wires in the plate for strength.

Those dentures lasted for over 20 years.

I could bite into an apple!

I have a box of dentures made by dentists since then, who proclaimed themselves to be the best.  None of the dentures fit well, and every dentist ignored my statement about the surgery and the unnatural bite. Like, I didn’t know my history, and it didn’t happen!.

Most dentists advertise that they make dentures. They do! But do they know anything about how they are supposed to fit? Absolutely not! Nor do they give a damned! The last set I had made took a dozen visits to not get them even close to fitting. The DENTIST popped in ONCE and never saw him again. His helpers sort of knew what they were doing! Theose are in the box of misfit toys!

Don’t like them? Have permanent teeth made at $30,000 or more per jaw! I gotta tell ya, Medicare does NOT cover permanent teeth!

I am now using my handy-dandy Dremel to make an older set that hurts like hell to wear, and eventually, I will be able to eat without pain.

Stay tuned, I will tell you more about my teeth saga later….

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Biography Creating worlds, characters, and wielding power like a madwoman, making my characters happy, sad, angry, and some of them with no redeeming qualities. I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I sometimes laugh out loud when I am writing a scene, and I have been known to cry when one of my favorites has to die. I am a left-handed Gemini, what do you expect? Reading bedtime stories to my two children until they fell asleep or until they just told me to go away, was fun. Making up wild stories for my grandchild, and creating Halloween costumes from Cowboys to a Dragon, was another favorite thing to do. I missed that so much when they were grown, that I started writing. My yearly newsletters frequently were drafted third-person by my Love Birds, Miranda our motorhome, and by Sir Fit the White Knight, our faithful Honda. Throughout the years, some of my creative talents centered around writing letters of complaint expressing my displeasure with services or products. One crucial, at least to my Son, was a note to our local school bus driver petitioning her to allow him back on the bus. He was kicked off for making an obscene gesture at his buddy. I reminded her that it was not directed at her, and that “obscenity can be in the eye of the beholder,” kids use that gesture as a greeting. He rode the bus until he graduated. I loved driving my English teacher crazy. Leaving a “continued next week” at the end of my five handwritten pages required each week. He was one of many people that suggested I “do something about my writing.” I graduated from the School of Hard Knocks at the top of my class. After 30 years, in the trenches as a Real Estate Professional, I have found that truth is stranger than fiction. My books are filled with characters I met in that profession. Their names were changed to protect the guilty. Others were from people we met traveling around the country in Miranda, our Motorhome. I am married nearly 60 years to the love of my life, Shirl, and partner-produced two exceptionally talented children, and one grandchild who is our pride and joy.

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