What should have been a routine trip to the dentist, turned out to be so much more. I have written journals about my on-going problems around cerebral palsy, including reflux which I have had since the age of 28, brought about by being premature, a twin and so I’m told, child birth.
Right now, I have gastro-oesophageal reflux, which affects the muscle connecting the oesophagus to the stomach. When the oesophageal sphincter is weak, it allows food and stomach acid to flow back up into the oesophagus. In someone with normal digestion, food passes into the stomach and then the stomach prevents the acid from passing back into the oesophagus.
There are many reasons why we would have this, but for me it’s a combination of everything that I deal with. I tend to ask questions about my oral health whilst I’m in the dentist’s chair and although the questions aren’t anything a dentist should get cross with.
Instead, they seem to think that if you are asking questions, they’re either not doing their job properly, or you have a problem with something they’re doing or something they’ve said.
Can’t it be that I just want to know, so I know what I’m dealing with. Because I have struggled for so many years, it’s important I know and have that information to hand. It’s how I have to roll.