Being sick of our illness is no longer so stigmatizing. Many people understand that there is nothing to control. In addition, today there are many treatments that can eliminate the whole problem in just a few hours. Thanks to the research on the disease, treatment is now so simple that it can be carried out at dental clinics. So suddenly, a specialist is not required to get rid of sweating due to our illness.
I live in Rommen and there are about 10 different qualified dental clinics within reach of where I live. I myself go to a dentist in the room. I found this by searching for dentists in Rommen and found the Rommen Tannlegesenter which also had time that week. They were very friendly and professional. During the phone call, they built my trust and insured that the treatment is something they do two, three times a week. Many people usually get there at the same time to fix their teeth or bleach their teeth and also receive this treatment when they are still under anesthesia.
As I said, I was quite close to it for a while, and I have previously told my dentist fear, but this time it was still okay. I would not do the treatment for the teeth, but for my sweating.
When I got there they were still incredibly professional. They took me very quickly to their own room when they realized that I was nervous. Then I had to take off my clothes and put on a patient gown, one that has it completely open there behind. Pretty soon they picked me up and took me to the treatment room where I lay on my back on a bed. Then I got anesthesia. “Count down from 10”.
I do not remember more than I counted at seven, then I was gone. When I woke up, a nurse stood over me telling me everything went well. I was a little whining yet so I asked what “good” really means. She replied that the sweat I experienced earlier will now be gone.
What they do is inject botox into the sweat pads to block the signals sent to the brain. It prevents glands from working overtime and thus avoids sweating. This is not a one-time treatment, so it’s important to find a clinic where you are comfortable.
In any case, I have found right and will go back.
I’m going to tell you about this one time that I really made a fool out of my self. Because of my extreme hand and face sweating I have always been a bit nervous about visiting the dentist. It’s like it’s not enough having hyperhidrosis, god had to give me an extreme fear of dentists and a high blood pressure. I always take a few weeks before deciding to visit a dental clinic. It’s a struggle! I google dentists, I check out articles of overcoming dental fear, I send embarrassing emails to the dentist of choice and ask if they can do their business in my home (they can’t). After all this I finally get the courage to schedule a time online at this dental clinic in Oslo. (By the way, I only do this when my teeth are hurting so much that I basically can’t concentrate on anything else.) So I schedule a time for root canal treatment. I know this because the seal of the tooth that I previously treated has fallen off and the tooth is once again rotten inside. I know, this sounds awful. But nothing compared to the pain.
The day of reckoning finally arrives and I need to challenge all my fears and go to the dentist. I try to be there exactly at the right time. I even call before to make sure that they aren’t late. I go in. My hands are already sweating, but I feel like I have everything under control. I go in, say hi and sit down on the dental chair. The dentist knows that I’m not happy to be there, so she tries to get on with it. The dentist colleague comes in and now they are two in the room with me, the scared sweaty guy. The dentist gives me sedation and we’re good to go.
But this is where things start to go wrong. My hands are sweating, my black shirts is soaked under the arms and my face starts flooding. They push a tool in my mouth and it starts bleeding. I try to do some amateur mediation in my head but nothing works. I panic. I ask for them to stop and give me a few minutes. So they look at each other and step out of the room. I, a 28 year old grown up, start acting like a child and try to escape from the window. Thankfully they come in while I have one leg out of the window and got stuck with my jeans in a hook under the window. They start laughing and I start laughing and somehow the whole situation just solves it self.
So there you have it. Embarrassing, but now I have a dentist for life. They understand me.
What i thought i was going to do 🙂