Weekend Plans Post: Advancements In Dentistry
I quit smoking over a decade ago. I still think about smoking all the time, though. Every day, really. (I don’t know that I think about my mom every day… I think about smoking every day…)
The different cigarettes that had different effects. The First One Of The Day. While your teeth were still slightly minty from the toothpaste. The cigarette that you had after a meal, where it made new flavors. The cigarette during a break that would reboot your thought processes and you’d remember something you’d forgotten or figure out the problem that had been bugging you. The cigarette while you watched the sun set, at the end of the day. The cherry of the cigarette glowing bright in the twilight.
One of the bloggers I enjoy wrote something about how you never really quit smoking, you’re just too far from your last cigarette. You remain in a state of being BETWEEN cigarettes. He then talked about what it felt like to have that smoke. That first inhale after a while. Feeling your brain turn back on.
It probably wasn’t a good idea to re-read that essay, now that I think about it.
Anyway, one of the habits that got me through quitting that I still have not yet abandoned is Sugarless Gum. Preferably the Mentos Spearmint variant. It’s got a nice sharp mint flavor and has a really good texture that lets you blow nice CRACKING bubbles as you’re driving from here to there, wishing you had a cigarette dangling its ash out the slightly cracked window.
A cigarette while chewing gum. That was another good one.
Anyway, one of the downsides of growing older is that you have to quit smoking. Another is that when you’re chewing the gum that help you keep not smoking, sometimes it messes with your dental work and you lose a filling.
I lost a filling. I held it in my hand for a second and saw that it was silver amalgam, which means that it was one of the ones I got decades ago before all the dentists switched to composite. Decades ago when I still smoked.
Sigh.
Anyway, so I called the dentist up and they scheduled me to come in the next day for a short session where they’d give me a temp filling and schedule the longer session where they’d really get in there. Did you know they take your blood pressure before an appointment now? Well, they take your blood pressure before an appointment now. Mine was SPIKED. THROUGH THE DANG ROOF. I couldn’t believe it because, seriously, I’ve been running 5ks! I mean, I guess it’s not THAT impressive (not like I run them quickly or anything) but it’s better than nothing. They patted my shoulder and told me that it happens to everybody. They gave me a temp filling and told me that I needed to get my BP under control before the next appointment, though.
So I go home and check my blood pressure again and it was 130 over 80-something. I mean, that’s not GREAT, but it’s not bad. So I do my jogging, I run my 5ks, I take my BP the morning of the appointment and, yep, 130 over 80-something again. Good. Well, not GOOD, but not spiked. I get to the dentist and sit down and they take my BP there and it’s 150-something over 90-something.
My eyes bug out of my head. WHAT THE HECK. I freak out and tell them “seriously, it was normalish this morning!”
Apparently just going to the dentist causes a BP spike. Huh.
Anyway, the interesting thing about this visit wasn’t the laughing gas or the drill, it was the New And Improved Isolite Dental Isolation System. It works like this, they put a piece of plastic in your mouth that has light shine through it and, at the same time, has suction so you aren’t exhaling into the air, you’re exhaling directly into the piece of plastic. Here, check out the mouthpieces.
They explained what it was to me and then asked me to open up and… well, they put the plastic in my mouth and then they just kept putting the plastic in my mouth. And then they put some more in there. When they were finally done, it felt like I had a plastic jellyfish in my mouth. A plastic jellyfish who was distantly related to Charybdis. It keeps your mouth open, it gives you something to bite down on when you’re freaking out, it vacuums all of your aerosols into a safe place protecting your dentist and any of his/her assistants, and it was the most unpleasant thing I’ve experienced for the last couple of months.
If there wasn’t a global pandemic, this thing would NEVER have taken off.
But, alas, there is a global pandemic. We’ll probably never go back to the old way.
Anyway, this weekend will be spent enjoying chewing gum and NOT smoking. The usual litany of chores and outsourced errands apply, maybe I’ll cook something fun.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Featured image is Bliss. Taken by Maribou.)
Yeah, I never got why they take your bp at the dentist. Maybe some people don’t go to the doctor regularly? Though I also remember a doctor’s appointment YEARS ago where the doc (an allergist) was running over an hour late, and I spent that time in a waiting room where someone was letting their two small children run and scream and when the nurse FINALLY took me in, she was like “huh, your blood pressure is elevated” and I was like OH NO FREAKING FAKE?
That said – some years later I did develop genuine hypertension; everyone with my dad’s family genes does eventually, I guess. I watch my salt intake and take a pill every day and now it reads normal most of the time.
I got something like your plastic jellyfish the last time I went for a checkup at the dentist. I’m a tartar hyperaccumulator so they have to scale the hell out of my teeth every time. The rubber jellyfish is gross and is just another reason I will be happy when the pandemic ends. I hope once it does I can refuse the jellyfish. Or at least that the hygienists have got more used to using it; I got the feeling the person working on me was still adjusting to it plus all the extra PPE gear she had to wear.Report
Nurses taking my blood pressure often reference the “white lab coat” effect increasing people’s BP by about ten points. I would expect an even larger dentist effect. Few of my visits to the doctor’s office involve having anything unpleasant done to me. Every single trip to the dentist is at least unpleasant and often worse.
Most of the anesthetics used for dental procedures can cause a temporary increase in blood pressure. If you’re already running almost 160/100, they’re not going to want to give you a BP-increasing anesthetic.Report
Years ago, I applied for long-term care insurance. As part of the application process, I had to do an interview at my home to prove that I wasn’t already severely disabled. This involved a blood pressure check. The representative from the insurance company had left her sphygmomanometer in her car, so she ran out to get it.
For some reason I decided that this would be a good opportunity to get in some exercise, so I grabbed the barbell I kept in my living room and knocked off a few sets of military presses while I waited.
Fun fact: Heavy resistance exercise temporarily raises blood pressure. She gave me a very concerned look after she took the measurement. Fortunately I was able to convince her to take another measurement at the end of the interview and it was fine.
I don’t think I’ve ever had a dentist take my blood pressure before, though, even when I had my wisdom teeth taken out.Report
My wife has had to replace most of her fillings; she grew up in one of those new-fangled modern developments and went to one of those new-fangled dentists. Poly-resin things held in with polymers and rainbows.
I have all my original fillings and went to one of those old-school neighborhood dentists. I assume Mercury is the key to long lasting fillings.Report
Heh. I had fillings and bondings applied to my teenaged mouth by my very hometown and very German dentist that mostly lasted longer than my military career and well into my marriage. The bonding only failed due to some horseplay which included a simulated punch to the jaw which somehow managed to dislodge the bonding. I don’t know…we were all dumb airmen who were drinking.Report
Horseplay is the most dangerous kind of play.Report
The Isolite Dental Isolation System: I hate that thing because it directs the airflow over one of my crowned molars that is forever sensitive because my previous dentist screwed up the crown and I put up with it for years because didn’t realize that my mouth shouldn’t feel the way it did. You know how you just kind of incorporate low levels of constant discomfort into your life? Yeah, well, when I switched to my current dentist (she’s awesome!) she fixed it and I couldn’t believe how much better I felt but that tooth’s nerve Shall Never Forget.
Also, concerning your elevated blood pressure at the dentist: A hundred years ago I went through Lamaze classes with my temporarily enlarged spouse and I tell you what…those breathing and tension-releasing techniques Lamaze teaches have a wide range of application, including while sitting in the chair at the dentist. I can feel myself tense up and I recover my breathing and release all the tension I’m holding in my body. When I do it right, it feels like I’m sinking into the chair.
Edit to add: Oh, and blood pressure…mine’s always good, but I always have to ask because I cannot seem to internalize what the good numbers are.Report
“I went through Lamaze classes with my temporarily enlarged spouse”
I am amused by this description and will definitely be deploying it towards a family friend who is currently existing for two. I’m sure that she will find it entirely humorous and will not attempt to shove an entire watermelon up my nose.Report
Trigger warning for grossness. I once had a casting done of my teeth which involved my mouth being loaded with plaster, including a piece that dislodged and hit the back of my throat triggering my gag reflex, resulting in the thing you would least like to have happen when you’ve got a mouth full of plaster.Report
This made my day, thanks for sharing.Report
Yeah, I went through the process of having a “night guard” made because I was grinding my teeth in my sleep. The process to make the impressions was not pleasant. The person doing it had me raise one leg up off the dental chair and focus on keeping it just barely elevated because I was gagging so badly and in her experience, distracting the person kept them from totally throwing up.
It worked, but just barely.Report
Back in the seventies/eighties, my brother had to have serious dental work done; jaw broken and pieces of his hip inserted, jaw wired shut, etc. So they took a plaster cast of his mouth, which sat on a bookshelf in his room for years, looking all the while like a hunters trophy of Sharkboy.Report
I’ve got an Adirondack chair to finish, and I better get to it. All the pieces are cut, so I just need some gumption.
The U.S. Open is being played this weekend, so it’s like 2nd Father’s Day.Report
I was going to visit Edna for her birthday but that’s not working out.
I’m paying a neighborhood kid to mow the lawn.
Might drive to Egg Harbor Township to return a plate, but I need to put something on it when I return it. It may result in human contact. It may just be a self-imposed fetch quest.
Later I’m going to bug someone and see if they’re around today after we’ve gone back and forth by text where I shared my haikus.Report
I just now read this, Jaybird. I’ve been having fillings replaced over the last 6 weeks. Tomorrow, I hope, is the final replacement. (I say “I hope” because you never know if there’ll be another riot to close down the office or if my temperature inexplicably is above the 100.4 when I get there.)
I don’t miss chewing gum because it’s not something I like. But I miss being able to eat more than just soft foods.
This is all a very good problem to have, considering the fillings really needed replacement and considering our insurance covers most of it. But yeah, I feel you.Report
Good luck! (I honestly expected smokers to show up and tell smoking stories. “I met the VP of Marketing in the smokeshack and got a promotion a month later to a team he was over. Never would have happened under the current smokeless system. He’s dead now, bless him.”)Report
I count myself very, very fortunate that I never took up smoking. It’s not that I’m virtuous. In fact, I see the appeal. I just never fell into it. (I have other vices, though. The worst ones have to do with junk food. It’s probably not a coincidence that my teeth aren’t in the best of health.)Report