Another Mopar Off My Bucket List - Barracuda Fastback
The teeth are in but I'm not the happy camper I thought I'd be. No one told me that I would talk funny. If you've ever put in a set of those fake vampire teeth at Halloween you might recall how difficult it was to talk with them in. - That's what I'm experiencing. It's like I'm Daffy Duck now.
No one said I'd have trouble eating, drinking, swallowing, etc... It also seems that I'm excreting an excessive amount of saliva.
I figured I'd have a big juicy steak the day I got teeth. HAH! I struggled with crackers first. Then I worked my way up to mac & cheese. It seems as though the majority of my taste buds were in my gums and the roof of my mouth. I can still taste food but 75% of the flavor is gone. I tried to take a swig of pop and gagged on it. If I took smaller sips I did OK.
The dentist tried to assure me that these things were normal and that my tongue was my biggest problem. According to him it will self-adjust to the dentures and life will get closer to normal eventually. He also said that the mouth produces saliva when it senses something foreign in it and that it will probably diminish over time. I sure hope so.