I was you. For 30 years, my teeth just took care of themselves.
I didn't have time for a visit. I held sadistic dentists in slightly higher regard than #%&@#&+ attorneys.
I too had the pat but shameful comic response prepared for the one question I knew Clinical Coordinator, Alyssa, would ask - "When was your last dentist visit?" "Oh," I replied, "that was just last...uh....high school."
How many more years will you rehearse your response? If I can drag my petrified butt in there, surely you can.
Look in the mirror. The diagnosis is not sadism but masochism. You are hurting yourself by not fixing what you know is wrong in your mouth.
Yes this is anecdotal...it's one man's opinion...unsolicited...unfortunately uncompensated...but none-the-less sincere. I too have seen family with the ancient repairs of gum disease, rotten teeth and more from years ago. The pros who stay current, like Dr. Owens, have a whole new approach.
It's like cyborg reconstruction. I can bite through entire airplane fuselages now. Well, almost.
So when you tire of seeing your gum blemish or testing another tooth for looseness, you know it's time to commit. Please believe me, a couple of days of discomfort can change your life.
After dragging your butt out of there, you will be so glad you did. In fact, if you experience the same transformation that I have and realize the value of my advice, keep in mind that I'm still receptive to compensation.