I, like most people, detested going to the dentist. I hated the ill-fitting, torturous chair, the sound of the drill and its smell, but the thing that haunted me most was the manner in which they treated me; in which they made me feel. I was nothing more than a tooth on their assembly line--independent of emotion; seen primarily as a body part, nothing more. I did my best to avoid this humiliating experience, till the unimaginable happened and I was destined to become a fixture in that most uncomfortable chair.
On December 21, 1999, I was involved in a near fatal accident. One that left me brain damaged. Because of my Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) I had to relearn a whole set of cognitive functions which included everything from reading and writing to tying one's shoe laces. Somewhere in these wrinkles of my memory I had to rediscover how to brush and take care of my teeth.
I didn't have a job or money to my name, so I qualified to receive care at a health center where dental coverage was included. Finally, my teeth would be attended to. Or so I thought. Years passed like running water, and I couldn't understand why they were getting worse not better. For my part, I was doing everything one is supposed to keep my teeth healthy, but they found it necessary to pull them out at will. So, I recently got tired of being shamed for my situation, and went off looking for something better.
After a couple of missteps, where I ran into some 'Nazi' dentists who were more interested in lining their pockets than in procuring what is best for their patients, I entered the enclave that is Dente. Here in this space there was a different kind of feeling. I couldn't quite place a finger on it till I realized the Dr. Anette was really listening to what I had to say. She was interested in my backstory, in what brought me there, in me. She asked relevant questions and went as far as to show genuine compassion. A dentist with compassion--what a sobering thought???
Dr. Anette examined me. Rather than telling me how decrepit my mouth was, she assured me that she could work on them. After all, she proclaimed that she was in the job of saving teeth, of making people smile from within. But it was more than that. Her excitement to restore my mouth dazzled me. It was infectious.
So, the first installment of my reconstruction has be made, and I'm happy to report her gift as a dentist is not only impeccable, but flawless matching her always happy, energetic state of being. If I had to encapsulate Dr. Anette in one word, I would call her human. A human who cares deeply for the lives of her patients and who guides her staff to do the same. From the moment I stepped in Dente, I became aware that it was a team effort. Her assistants, other dentists, and receptionists have been nothing but patient, helpful, and kind.
I, by all means, recommend Dente as the top choice for your dental protection. I further ask you to keep one thing in mind: my case has been a unique, out-of-the ordinary one, and she's worked miracles. Now, imagine what she can do for you!!