My partner was my biggest support throughout the whole ordeal, while waiting to have the dentures fitted. He reassured me that I’d feel more confident and be able to enjoy eating foods I liked again, and talk to people more now that I had more confidence. All the bad stuff would be a distant memory. I still remember those words, because I was so self-conscious. First of all I was self-conscious not having the teeth. Then I thought I would feel like an old person, just feel disabled, almost, having dentures, because there’s such a stigma attached to it, but he held my hand through the whole procedure while I had the dentures fitted. He’s younger than me, so he didn’t make a big deal out of it. He just said, ‘You know, you’ll be fine. I didn’t even notice when your teeth weren’t there, and no one’s going to notice that you’ve got the dentures in.