I went to see another dentist today, since my old dentist apparently overreacted and sent me to a crazy periodontist.

New dentist wasn’t nearly as concerned about the recession. He said it was quite mild and if I hadn’t given my history, he wouldn’t have given it a second thought. He assured me that surgery was definitely not needed at this point.

That periodontist was just out to get my money. (New dentist didn’t say that. Just my impression, but, probably accurate.)

New dentist did recommend a night guard, which is the only thing that meshed with what the periodontist told me. Since I even catch myself clenching during the day at times, I agreed and decided since I was already there, might as well get the molds made.

It was not any less horrible than I remembered during my orthodontics period (age 8-16). It may, actually, have been worse since now they use two different mushy substances in the mold.

The orange substance seemed runnier. When making the top impression, it oozed out the back of the mold and down my throat. I think they may have removed it prematurely to stop me from gagging. After the bottom impression was done they had to re-align the top one. Twice.

Third time’s a charm — they actually stopped the ooze by this one, and ended up with a usable impression.

I hope they don’t need to do that again for a long, long time.
Unless they find a less-gooey way to do it!