Anyone who knows me well, knows I have never been shy about saying that western allopathic medicine is good for putting people back together when they are broken, and for acute care when someone’s life is in danger, but when it comes to treating chronic conditions and disease…not so much. I believe that if you are looking for someone to take care of your health, start by looking in a mirror.
I know that I am responsible for my own health. I have studied nutrition, yoga and various wellness practices. I walk regularly. I meditate. I eat a vegetarian whole foods diet. Yada yada yada…When it comes to health and wellness, I was on it… and then I got broken.
After this accident, I was completely overwhelmed by how my mouth was going to be put back together. I knew in my bones that the plan the hospital had come up with, wasn’t the way to go. So, when I found the doctor who fixed my upper jaw without screws or plates, I was elated and tried to dump the responsibility for the rest of my care on him. I asked him to put together a team for me to do my dental reconstruction.
Like most doctors would, he complied by finding specialists who he liked and were located in my geographic area. The only problem was they weren’t right for my particular case. The periodontist he referred me to had the chair-side manner of an icy, wet blanket. (I suspect he was part reptile…) He gave me only one option for a course of treatment that was totally unacceptable to me. Shortly, before I left his office, he looked at the photos of my smile before the fall and coldly said, “You’re never going to look like that again.”
I left his office enraged and called the doctor who had referred me to this monster. I won’t bore you with the dialogue but it boiled down to what the Hell was he thinking sending me to this douche bag? (of course, only in more polite terminology.) After some back and forth, he said “You have to get a consensus. You’re going to need to go do consults with several different specialists until you find a doctor you like and then pick the plan you like the best.”
He was right. The punch in the gut I got that afternoon turned into a kick in the ass. I realized I was being a baby. I never really had dental work before or orthodontics ever. My teeth were always straight and healthy. Aside from a few fillings when I was a teen and getting my wisdom teeth pulled, I only went to the dentist for cleanings. I let my fear and ignorance turn me into a helpless victim. I wanted someone else to fix this problem and I just wanted to show up to wherever it was being performed. I just wanted to wake up when it was all done with a beautiful smile again. Reality called and reminded me that I am responsible for my own care.
So, I started doing my own research on NY periodontists and prosthodontists. Then I began the expensive time-consuming process of being examined and doing initial consults with these fellows. I have learned a lot about my condition in the past few weeks and the various ways to treat it. I haven’t picked one yet but I have it narrowed down to three perios. I still have to hear the third plan. So far, I am happy to report that, they are much more acceptable than the initial prognosis that I was given in that first reptilian consult. Also, the specialists I am considering working with now, all have experience working with people who were injured in accidents, as well as a good deal more compassion for what I have been through. They actually all like the fact that I have been consulting with other people and have been becoming educated about the various processes to reconstruct my gum and fix my teeth.
The bottom line is we are all responsible for our own bodies, regardless of what our condition is and how much help we need to fix it. Take your time, find the right people and the right course of action for you. Learn as much as you can and be an active participant in your own treatment plan. Don’t just be a patient, be your own hero!
Love and blessings to all,