For years I have said that my teeth were making me sick. I had such bad teeth from way back in my childhood years. My mother had me very late in life. Thirty seven years ago it was not the nor that woman have children at the age of 45. My mom had not planned on having me it just sort of happened and she thought she was going through menopause not ready to deliver a baby. Due to all of the wonderful medication and things that they pumped through her body I had suffered in a few ways, one being through my teeth. When my baby teeth first appeared it came with a number of black spots. Cavities had come up along with my teeth. I still have those baby teeth (although sometimes I wonder why we keep those teeth exactly) and they are a testament to my story. On these little white buds are definative black stains. When I was a little older and my adult teeth came in they were not much better. My back molars especially have gone through the ringer. Over the last couple years in trying to bring my body back to health one of the things I have been thinking about is how much all that metal in my mouth is hurting me. I know some might say it’s inconsequential but I would have to disagree.

In the summer I went to my naturopath frustrated and feeling like a 37 year old trapped in the body of a 90 year old. I could barely get up in the morning. I am currently working on supporting my adrenals and my thyroid and making small steps at attaining a more wholesome lifestyle. Shortly after I started taking all of my supplements I began to feel better and within a few weeks I was feeling amazing. But the amazing feeling only came from the next down. I asked my naturopath why I was feeling like I had something in my mouth and I couldn’t get it out. Why did I want to rip out my jaw? Why could I trace with my finger the direct path of my headache. The answer, because it was all stemming from my teeth. I feel like a cartoon character that chews on metal and spits it out in the form of bullets. Honestly, I could take my head off and I’d feel better. Well enough I had thought. There is no way that I could continue to better myself if I have all this metal in my mouth.

So I looked around and found a new dentist. I went to go see him this week and I have to say I am excited. We did all the preliminary paperwork and I informed them of the teeth that were of immediate concern. We chatted about how they take out the mercury and what safety measures they take to ensure everyone is safe. It was all a very different approach to dentistry.

So when it came time for me to sit back and let the dentist take a look he solidified my need to get this crap out of me. He tilted the chair back and said, “Okay so let’s see what’s going on in there.” The spotlight came closer, I opened my mouth and I am not joking when I tell you what he said next. “Okay, here we go. Well, oh…wow! Um..you’ve got…wow! I know coming out of a dentist’s mouth it’s not good when all you hear is wow but um…it’s a no wonder you’re not feeling well. Okay so on the back tooth wow, there really isn’t any back too there!”. It went on like that for a couple minutes and he did at the end thanked me for challenging his dentistry because as he put it, “you’ve got a mouthful that needs help.” I had explained to him that a few days prior I was feeling like I was getting sick and put some oregano oil in my mouth and it helped the pain of my tooth. It was because the tooth which holds the most mercury is cracked and there is bacteria in there so the oregano oil is helping to aleviate the pain.

When I left I had visions of what life would be like without all this junk in my mouth. He enlightened me too as to what all this metal is doing to my body. Each time I’ve gotten a filling it is not necessarily made of the same percentage of metals so each of my fillings has a different gas output. Makes sense now that I feel like ripping out my own teeth because they don’t feel like a part of my body.

I am sure (although others may tell me otherwise) that some of this mercury and junk has passed down to my children. If everytime I eat a little of the vapour and gas is unleashed into my mouth how and why could it not get to my children.

I have so many things that I want to happen in 2009 and this is just the beginning of my path to wellness. I’ll let you know how everything goes!