Have Got a Goddam Partial Plate; Can I Ever Feel Sexy Again?

SlickTony

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Ok, so I had a lower molar missing on one side of my mouth, and a crown that kept coming off on the other. The dentist finally gave the crown up as a bad job and said I should have what he called a "partial." I chose this option because it was cheaper than a bridge and I was still paying on a bridge on the upper side, right plus the same crown that kept coming out. I'd had the idea that I'd get a "flipper" on either side, but what I've got is a single unit that looks like a nudibranch (one of these marine life forms) with a false tooth on each side of it. It has little claws that grip my lower canines in front and the molars in back. And there's pressure on all four teeth. Plus, the underside of my tongue is chafed. It's very uncomfortable, unless I'm treating it with either wine or Percosets. And it hurts to chew. The inner edges of the thing dig into the bottom of my mouth. I'm supposed to go back for a checkup in February to see what rubs and irritates, and I can hardly wait.

I can wear the thing for days at a time, but occasionally I have to take it out and clean it, or leave it to soak, so basically, what I've got is a kind of denture. I never thought I would come to this, at least not for a very, very, very long time.

Has anybody else experienced this?
 
from wearing orthodontic appliances, I know that the pain will go away, if you keep wearing the thing.
 
My grandmother cheerfully suffered every indignity related to loss of continence after her stroke, but she got downright NASTY if anyone came near her when her teeth were soaking.
 
If the discomfort doesn't go away I'd be complaining. I can't imagine there isn't something that doesn't hurt the way you describe this doing so. My father has had false teeth since he was 25, had all his teeth pulled at that time. I don't think anyone would have suggested he was anything other than a handsome man.

I guess the things is how you feel, not how you look. You are the same person you were before. :rose:
 
Sexy said she'll always make time to visit for you to feel her, ST, never fear. :rose:
 
Ok, so I had a lower molar missing on one side of my mouth, and a crown that kept coming off on the other. The dentist finally gave the crown up as a bad job and said I should have what he called a "partial." I chose this option because it was cheaper than a bridge and I was still paying on a bridge on the upper side, right plus the same crown that kept coming out. I'd had the idea that I'd get a "flipper" on either side, but what I've got is a single unit that looks like a nudibranch (one of these marine life forms) with a false tooth on each side of it. It has little claws that grip my lower canines in front and the molars in back. And there's pressure on all four teeth. Plus, the underside of my tongue is chafed. It's very uncomfortable, unless I'm treating it with either wine or Percosets. And it hurts to chew. The inner edges of the thing dig into the bottom of my mouth. I'm supposed to go back for a checkup in February to see what rubs and irritates, and I can hardly wait.

I can wear the thing for days at a time, but occasionally I have to take it out and clean it, or leave it to soak, so basically, what I've got is a kind of denture. I never thought I would come to this, at least not for a very, very, very long time.

Has anybody else experienced this?

I can relate.... I hated my "partial".... it was hard to talk, eat, keep clean and worst of all for me, hard to sing with..... There got to be so many exceptions to when I wore it that I finally gave up altogether for about ten years...

About two years ago I had several "implants" done which look and feel great and I have never looked back. Luckily for me, I was in a situation where it did not cost me a lot...

I would guess that you will get used to it but I can only wish you good luck!
-KC
 
I have had an upper partial and a lower partial for decades. Yes, they are dentures. :(They were a bit uncomfortable at first, but I got used to them. Beware of getting large grains, especially sugar under the partial, because it hurts like hell. :eek:
 
Beware of getting large grains, especially sugar under the partial, because it hurts like hell. :eek:

Oh boy. That's something I hadn't even considered.

I don't have any trouble talking or singing, but eating, yes. Now that the area of extraction doesn't hurt quite so much, I can identify other places where it does. Something is definitely going to have to be done about that inner edge on either side. I can feel where it's cutting in.:(
 
I had a front tooth knocked out in a horse riding accident and the dentist made a partial denture to fill the gap. This was ok once I got used to it - although I hated it at first. The problem came when the tooth attached to the denture broke off the plate - not once, but twice!! (My kids sports day was not terribly funny when it happened - everybody wondered why I didn't open my mouth all afternoon!!):eek:

I ended up having a bridge fitted. This has worked better (for me) and to date, it has only needed re-fitting once in five years. That said, i'm extremely paranoid about dislodging it. I still have the repaired denture for emergencys, but my confidence in that is not great... :rolleyes:

If you are still in discomfort after a week following the fitting of your partial, I would go back to the dentist and get them to check it. After a few days, you should be used to it and not notice it at all. If you are having problems, it may need adjusting?

:rose:
 
I have one.

I don't wear it. I'm ugly enough to cope with a couple of missing teeth.

I find it much easier to talk and eat (never at the same time, of course) without the partial.

Og

PS. The National Health Service didn't pay for it. I did.
 
My sister had to get a partial at the end of her high school years. It took several adjustments for it to fit correctly and then she was fine afterwards. She does watch getting large grains under like Box was talking about.

Now as for you feeling sexy...Sexy is as sexy does and no false teeth will stop that:kiss::rose::heart:
 
I had an appointment with the dentist to check on it, but it was for Super Tuesday (2/5). This morning I called and got them to give me an appointment for this Thursday, i.e., the 31st.

Actually, it's just the IDEA of a partial that squicks me out. It seems like the end of everything, but I can see that it isn't. As a matter of fact, my husband didn't say that kissing me felt any different. It's just eating that is less enjoyable. Also, I'm paranoid about getting Old Person's Breath. The dentist's office told me that this wouldn't happen as long as I cleaned it regularly, which I plan to do. OTOH, they said I didn't have to take it out every night. Right now, I'm afraid to take it out at all, for fear that I won't be able to bring myself to put it back in.

Still, it's depressing. For the last 20 years or so I've enjoyed not looking or feeling my age--after all, there had to be some compensation for being passed up by boys who thought I was a kid that had somehow strayed in among the teenagers when I was young. And now I have this appliance, and I think, can Mushrooms (those shoes) and appliqued sweatshirts and Lincoln Town Cars be far behind? And I don't even have any grandkids yet.
 
Aww, Tone, it's not about getting old-- it's battle scars! :rose:
 
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I had an appointment with the dentist to check on it, but it was for Super Tuesday (2/5). This morning I called and got them to give me an appointment for this Thursday, i.e., the 31st.

Actually, it's just the IDEA of a partial that squicks me out. It seems like the end of everything, but I can see that it isn't. As a matter of fact, my husband didn't say that kissing me felt any different. It's just eating that is less enjoyable. Also, I'm paranoid about getting Old Person's Breath. The dentist's office told me that this wouldn't happen as long as I cleaned it regularly, which I plan to do. OTOH, they said I didn't have to take it out every night. Right now, I'm afraid to take it out at all, for fear that I won't be able to bring myself to put it back in.

Still, it's depressing. For the last 20 years or so I've enjoyed not looking or feeling my age--after all, there had to be some compensation for being passed up by boys who thought I was a kid that had somehow strayed in among the teenagers when I was young. And now I have this appliance, and I think, can Mushrooms (those shoes) and appliqued sweatshirts and Lincoln Town Cars be far behind? And I don't even have any grandkids yet.


I have an idea. *shifty eyes* What you need is a really good story about why you got it. Something that sounds cool, like a Zade style skateboarding accident. Simply repeat the story until you almost begin to believe it. (Take care not to actually believe it because that could be early onset alzheimer's.)



Did you laugh? Did you? *looks hopeful*
 
I have an idea. *shifty eyes* What you need is a really good story about why you got it. Something that sounds cool, like a Zade style skateboarding accident. Simply repeat the story until you almost begin to believe it. (Take care not to actually believe it because that could be early onset alzheimer's.)



Did you laugh? Did you? *looks hopeful*

Yeah, but anyone who knows me would never believe it. I have two left feet and would never get up on a skateboard unless someone offered me a buttload of money or I were on something.
 
Yeah, but anyone who knows me would never believe it. I have two left feet and would never get up on a skateboard unless someone offered me a buttload of money or I were on something.

Perfect! "I was at a party one night and somebody must have slipped something in my drink. Next thing you know I'm careening down a hill on a skateboard! I have two left feet so obviously I wasn't up there for long." :D
 
;) You have my permission to use it. Pair it with a sophisticated laugh for an amusing party anecdote, or a snort and a laugh for any football party.

I give you full permission to use my snort and giggle (that I just expressed when reading the last few posts) at every family and friend gathering in the near future!
 
Yeah, but anyone who knows me would never believe it. I have two left feet and would never get up on a skateboard unless someone offered me a buttload of money or I were on something.

Maybe you can tell people you got hurt fighting off a mugger but you won, because you flattened him and still have your purse. :cool:
 
I don't have a Partial, I've gone all the way

I had bad teeth from the get go. Take the worst set of teeth you've ever seen, and multiply it by ten, and you'd be close to where I was. After years of fighting a losing battle, I had them all pulled out at the age of 35. I had spent tens of thousands of dollars in vain, and endured the pain of procedure after failed procedure.

I had bad teeth genetically. I don't mind, you can't have everything right? To make matters worse, I had a lot of earaches as a kid. At that time, Doctors would proscribe massive doses of anti-biotics if you bumped your knee. I spent many years pumped full of ampicillian (sp probably) and other antibiotics. Now we know that this results in extremely weak enamel on the adult teeth. I can't blame the Doctors, they were doing the best they could, given what they knew at that time. I can blame my parents, but what would that gain me?

Now, I have a full set top and bottom dentures. No more pain, which is the biggest reason in my humble opinion. No more looking in the mirror and seeing those damn teeth rotting away faster than I was able to get them fixed. Brushing ten times a day wasn't working to slow or eliminate the problem.

So I made the hard decision about seven years ago, and went ahead with the only real option, removal of all the teeth, and go to dentures. Am I totally happy? No, I'm not thrilled with my bottom set, and figure I'll be getting another one made this year. Am I in pain anymore? No I'm not. Am I essentially happy? Yes. I'm much happier than I was with the previous situation.
 
Hey Tony,

My mom always has problems with poppy seeds and sesame seeds- tip, never order bagels with either of them or you wil be sorry!

My brother inherited moms bad teeth, so at about 38 he had the top four teeth in the front removed, they were falling out anyway. He had gingivitis and receding gums. His partial plate was entertainment for all the grand kids-he thought! Then last year he had all the top teeth pulled and now has a full denture plate on top, much happier with the outcome and they look so natural- amazingly his breath isnt as bad as it use to be!

Mom always uses Crest toothpaste (the paste not the gel) to 'heal' any sores in her mouth. She just puts a little dab where it hurts on her gums or the plate an goes on about her day-make sure you dont use too much or you will start to fizz like a rabid dog! lol

Keep smilin and showing those teeth!
C:kiss:
 
I give you full permission to use my snort and giggle (that I just expressed when reading the last few posts) at every family and friend gathering in the near future!

Thanks! I've never been able to manage the snort thing. I did it twice and they were total accidents. :D
 
People with all their teeth missing, especially their front teeth, should be able to give head better. :D
 
People with all their teeth missing, especially their front teeth, should be able to give head better. :D

It's not something often required of me, but should this happen to me, I'll remember that.

Anyway, it's not teeth that show. The dentist wanted me to use this appliance to prevent my teeth from moving all over the place.

I had an appointment with the dentist for the 5th so he could check on my progress with the damn thing, but I had it pushed up to the 31st because my mouth was hurting so bad. I had these two sores on either side, under my tongue, from where the edges were pressing in. He took an electric grinding tool and took quite a bit of the edge off--BUT! he left a big rough strip on it, so by the end of the day I had a big sore on the side of my tongue. It hurt to talk, let alone eat. When I got home from choir practice, I dashed upstairs, took the thing out, and took a nail buffer to that edge, and now it's a bunch smoother than what it was. But I still have those sores. Especially the one on the side of my tongue. And it still hurts to eat. I thought I was better earlier today, because I was able to eat an order of French toast without too much difficulty, but then tonight I made a dinner of steak, a baked potato, and asparagus, preceded by salad, and I had to put plastic on my plate and put it away because I couldn't finish.

The dentist still wants to see me on the 5th, and said he'd open the offcie at 7:45 just for me.

I asked for this partial because I am still paying on two crowns, one of them mine and one of them my husband's, and a bridge, and this was cheaper than a crown or a bridge. When my numbers come in, I'm getting implants.

This is almost like a diet--the Painful Mouth diet. Too bad wine has so many calories.
 
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