I Have Bulimia
Hello my fellow strugglers,
Last week I decided to bite the bullet, so to speak, when it comes to something I have avoided doing for a very long time. For the first time since developing bulimia, I AM GOING TO THE DENTIST!
I hope you all are shuddering as much as I am at the prospect. It has to be done. I've decided that, even though my recovery isn't going seamlessly, I've got to step up to the plate and do this. I wish I were tough enough to say that I feel this way all the time! I don't. Even right now as I sit here typing this I am considering calling the office and leaving a message telling them that I have that awful virus that's going around and that nobody should go near my mouth. I have the excuse all planned out. BUT... *sigh*. I know better.
It has been six years since I have been to the dentist. This is because the last time I went, I knew that they suspected "foul play" going on in my mouth and throat region. I had a lot of acid damage (there's a fancy word, but I didn't care at that moment to pay attention) at the back of my throat and that instead of having acid erosion at the front of my mouth (where everyone does from acid-ey foods) that I had it in the back. From stomach acid. Whoops, secret's out.
They didn't flat-out say it, but to a girl of 15 who is trying to keep everyone in the dark, it was terrifying to think that they might tell my parents. I'm actually shocked that they didn't, come to think of it. Either way, I haven't been back and it's now time to face the music as an adult.
Anyone want to talk me out of it?
Nah, didn't think so.
I welcome any and all advice on how to come clean to the dentist about my health concern. Who should I tell? The hygienist? The dentist himself? The receptionist? HOW DO I DO THIS? Does it even need to be said?
Thanks for listening pals.
Much love to all!
Jodi
Last week I decided to bite the bullet, so to speak, when it comes to something I have avoided doing for a very long time. For the first time since developing bulimia, I AM GOING TO THE DENTIST!
I hope you all are shuddering as much as I am at the prospect. It has to be done. I've decided that, even though my recovery isn't going seamlessly, I've got to step up to the plate and do this. I wish I were tough enough to say that I feel this way all the time! I don't. Even right now as I sit here typing this I am considering calling the office and leaving a message telling them that I have that awful virus that's going around and that nobody should go near my mouth. I have the excuse all planned out. BUT... *sigh*. I know better.
It has been six years since I have been to the dentist. This is because the last time I went, I knew that they suspected "foul play" going on in my mouth and throat region. I had a lot of acid damage (there's a fancy word, but I didn't care at that moment to pay attention) at the back of my throat and that instead of having acid erosion at the front of my mouth (where everyone does from acid-ey foods) that I had it in the back. From stomach acid. Whoops, secret's out.
They didn't flat-out say it, but to a girl of 15 who is trying to keep everyone in the dark, it was terrifying to think that they might tell my parents. I'm actually shocked that they didn't, come to think of it. Either way, I haven't been back and it's now time to face the music as an adult.
Anyone want to talk me out of it?
Nah, didn't think so.
I welcome any and all advice on how to come clean to the dentist about my health concern. Who should I tell? The hygienist? The dentist himself? The receptionist? HOW DO I DO THIS? Does it even need to be said?
Thanks for listening pals.
Much love to all!
Jodi