Dentures ... this is a new experience for me. Unfortunately, my genes gave me teeth just like my father (God love him, I love ya' Papa) - poor, and crooked. If you have nice teeth, you can't even imagine this whole process. I've never felt as if I had "pretty teeth" or a "pretty smile," all my life. Well, hopefully, my adventure with an upper denture is complete. It's been quite an ordeal for me; it's taken about a year (maybe more). I'm very satisfied with the final product, so far. Having said that, I did have to go in today for some sensitive spots, and an x-ray and cleaning of what few bottom teeth I have left. No problems with them, yay - with proper care, and regular visits they seem to think I'll be able to keep the remaining ones. Looks like a "partial" for the bottom is in order ... tsk, tsk ...
