I've namechanged, obviously...
I knackered my teeth several years ago due to an eating disorder - not throwing up but eating the wrong things and not looking after myself.
Have had years of pain and quite a few of my teeth have been crowned and root filled. It's been a long battle but by last year I felt I'd reached a plateau and things were not too bad - getting far fewer problems with them.
I've since been through another pregnancy and am breastfeeding, and feel very run down, and they are starting to play up again...had pain this morning and went to the out of hours service, where I was given an x ray, antibiotics due to an infection beneath a crown at the front, and then told it was actually under both of them, and that he thought the prognosis was very poor and I would lose those two teeth.
I have felt resignedly despairing all day - this is it. I'm not yet 40 and might be looking at dentures. It's horrible.
Either that or the duty dentist was trying to make me feel bad about it, it sounds awful but often I get really rude comments when a new dentist sees my teeth, as they are pretty shot. I get all sorts of passive aggressive comments, one even said there was no time to anaesthetise before doing something painful - while lecturing me about looking after them - the damage was done years ago
I know I've been letting my diet go to pot as I am struggling to cope with two small children, and am never able to devote much thought or time to good food but I am so very scared of turning into a toothless hag, I don't know if there are any options left, annd I will never, ever find a husband now without teeth