#kinds of dental implants

[dramarnathandentalcare]

What are the different types of dental implants?

Dental implants have become a popular and successful way to replace missing teeth. They offer a durable, natural-looking alternative to standard dentures and bridges.

Choosing the proper type of dental implant is essential for getting the best outcomes and maintaining your oral health. In this post, we will look at the many types of dental implants available and help you make an informed decision about which one is suitable for you. 

What are dental implants?

A dental implant is a small metal post that is surgically inserted into your jawbone to replace a missing tooth. Once in place, the implant functions similarly to the root of a natural tooth, giving a solid basis for a replacement tooth (such as a crown) to be fixed.  

Who needs Dental Implants? 

Have lost one or more teeth due to an accident, decay, or gum disease.

Looking for a longer-lasting choice than dentures or bridges?

Have good overall oral health and adequate jawbone to support the implant.

Strive to improve their ability to chew and talk correctly.

They want a natural-looking substitute for lost teeth that will boost their looks and confidence.  

Benefits of Dental Implants:

Dental implants offer several advantages, including:

Natural Look and Feel

Improved comfort

Better Eating and Speaking

Durability

Bone Health

Convenience

Oral Health

Different types of dental implants

Endosteal implants:

Endosteal implants are little titanium screws that dentists insert directly into the jawbone. They are the most common form and work well if your jaw has adequate healthy bones. These implants provide a stable foundation for prosthetic teeth (crowns).

Subperiosteal Implants:

Subperiosteal implants are placed under the gums, but above the jawbone. They consist of a metal frame that sits on the jawbone and behind the gum tissue. These implants are used when there is inadequate bone height for endosteal implants or when bone grafting is not possible.

Zygomatic implants:

Zygomatic implants are longer than other types and connect to the cheekbone (zygomatic bone) rather than the jawbone. They are used when there is significant bone loss in the upper jaw and traditional implants or bone grafts are ineffective.

All-on-four implants:

All-on-4 implants support an entire arch of teeth with only four implants properly implanted into your jawbone. This technique is excellent for individuals who wish to replace all of their upper or lower teeth but prefer a less intrusive alternative.

Mini Dental Implants:

Mini implants are smaller in diameter than regular implants and are frequently used to support dentures or those with low jawbone density. They require fewer invasive treatments and provide support for detachable dentures.

Finally, understanding the different types of dental implants will allow you to make an informed decision about which option is ideal for your specific dental needs. If you need to replace a single tooth or a whole arch, there is a dental implant option for you. Consult your dentist to determine which type is ideal for restoring your smile and improving your dental health.

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[swappetf11]

Undercover Process

The physical and emotional transformation of an FBI agent going undercover is both drastic and deeply affecting. Here’s how the transformation unfolds:

Physical Transformation

1. Hair Transplant Surgery: Initially bald, the agent undergoes hair transplant surgery. This involves harvesting hair from other parts of his body or from donors, and meticulously implanting these hairs onto his scalp. Over several weeks, this hair begins to grow, providing him with a completely new look, featuring long, perhaps wavy hair that starkly contrasts with his previous baldness.

2. Body Enhancements: To fit his new identity, the agent receives body enhancements. This could include muscle implants or liposuction to alter his body shape to better blend into the environment he is infiltrating. These changes are not only visible but are also felt—a constant, new weight and shape to his body that he must grow accustomed to.

3. Tattoos: The addition of tattoos is crucial for his undercover persona. Each tattoo is carefully selected to add depth to his backstory. Perhaps a sleeve of intricate designs that speak to a fictional past, or specific symbols relevant to the group he is infiltrating.

4. Dental Work: His teeth undergo significant changes, maybe through caps, veneers, or even dental implants. This not only alters his smile but also affects his speech and eating habits, adding another layer to his new identity.

Emotional Transformation

As the agent wakes up to his new body, there's a profound emotional journey that accompanies the physical changes:

1. Initial Shock: Upon first seeing his transformed self, there is a moment of disorientation and shock. His reflection in the mirror doesn't align with his internal image of himself, causing a surreal feeling.

2. Acceptance and Adaptation: Gradually, he begins to accept his new appearance. This phase involves a lot of self-relearning as he adjusts to the weight of his new muscles, the feel of hair on his head, and the sight of tattoos that now mark his body.

3. Integration of Identity: An emotional challenge arises as he must integrate these physical changes into his sense of self. He needs to adopt the mannerisms, speech patterns, and behaviors that match his new look, often leading to moments of self-doubt and internal conflict.

4. Complete Transformation: Eventually, as he grows into his role, there is a merging of his old and new selves. The physical changes cease to feel alien, and he begins to think and act as his undercover persona, sometimes struggling to remember where his real persona ends and the undercover one begins.

Title: Underneath the Skin

Chapter 1: Awakening

I awoke with a start, a dull throbbing pain emanating from every corner of my body. The room was dimly lit, the light casting long shadows across the ceiling—a ceiling that wasn't mine. My mind fought through the fog of anesthesia, trying to piece together the remnants of my old self with the pain of the new. My hand instinctively reached for my head, feeling the unfamiliar sensation of stubble where there once was nothing. It was the first sign of my transformation.

The next few days were a blur of white coats, hushed voices, and the incessant beeping of machines. Each morning brought a new kind of discomfort as my body adjusted to its enhancements. Muscles ached in places I didn’t know could ache, the result of surgical enhancements designed to bulk up my previously average physique. My jaw felt tight and sore, a constant reminder of the dental work performed to alter my smile and bite—no longer would I see the familiar teeth that had grinned back at me for decades.

Chapter 2: The New Reflection

The first time I saw myself in the full-length mirror, I didn't recognize the man staring back. He was broader, his hair—though still short—was darker and thicker. Tattoos crawled up his arms, intricate patterns that told stories of a life I had never lived. Each inked line a fictional history etched into my skin, preparing me for the underworld I was about to infiltrate.

I touched the glass, half-expecting it to ripple under my fingertips. But it was solid, as was the stranger before me. My handlers briefed me daily, weaving my backstory into the fabric of my mind. I rehearsed names, places, events—memories that were not mine yet felt increasingly familiar.

Chapter 3: Integration

Living with my new identity was like walking a tightrope. I had to learn how to carry my enhanced body, how to move with the calculated confidence of a man who belonged to the criminal echelons. I practiced my new dialect, my voice slightly deeper due to the dental adjustments, each syllable a conscious effort.

The tattoos became my script, each one a cue for a story I might need to tell. I spent hours crafting tales around each one, my mirror the audience to my one-man show. Slowly, the reflection began to merge with my psyche, and the line between the agent and the persona blurred.

Chapter 4: Complete Transformation

Months passed. The hair on my head grew, flowing into the persona I had adopted. With every new inch, I felt less like the agent who had entered the surgery and more like the character I was meant to play. The emotional transformation was the most disorienting of all. There were moments when I found myself thinking like him—reacting, deciding, and feeling like the man whose identity had been crafted in an FBI lab.

The ultimate test came when I walked into a meeting with the targets of my investigation. They scrutinized me, searching for any sign of deceit. But all they saw was one of their own. The tattoos, the hair, the new physique—it all played its part perfectly.

Chapter 5: Underneath the Skin

As I became entrenched in my role, the fear of losing myself to this character grew. Each night, I looked in the mirror, searching for any trace of the man who had sworn an oath to protect and serve. What stared back was a mix of fabrication and flesh, a hybrid of necessity and invention.

Yet, underneath the skin, the core of the agent remained. It was this core that kept me anchored, a silent whisper of my true purpose amidst the cacophony of my constructed life. In the end, it wasn’t just about surviving the physical transformation but preserving the integrity of the self that lay beneath.

As I continued to play my part, I held onto the hope that when the time came to shed this identity, the man underneath would emerge unscathed, ready to reconcile the fragments of a life paused by duty and disguise.

[blueiscoool]

Dentist Discovers Human-Like Jawbone and Teeth in a Floor Tile

While touring his parents' recently renovated European home, a dentist spotted something unsettling. Embedded in a travertine floor tile along the hallway leading to the terrace was what appeared to be a human jawbone. Sliced diagonally, the tile revealed a cross-section of several teeth. Uncertain of the proper course of action, the dentist turned to Reddit, where the discovery ignited a frenzy of online interest, ranging from enthusiastic curiosity to sheer disgust.

The discovery has captured the attention of an international team of scientists who are eager to examine the fossil. They believe it could belong to an extinct human ancestor.

"If it turns out to be a fossil hominin, which I think it is, it should be studied and placed in a museum," John Kappelman, an anthropology professor at the University of Texas at Austin who specializes in hominid and hominin origins and evolution, said in an email.

Travertine, a type of limestone commonly used in construction due to its aesthetic appeal and longevity, often forms near mineral springs and can contain fossilized remnants of past life. While plant, algae, and even animal fossils like those of rhinos and giraffes are occasionally found in travertine, human remains are exceptionally rare, as noted by University of Wisconsin paleoanthropologist John Hawks, Forbes reported.

In a blog post titled "How Many Bathrooms Have Neanderthals in the Tile?" Dr. Hawks highlights the uncommon nature of this particular discovery.

"I expect there will be many twists and turns in the story of this jawbone," Mr Hawks wrote. "With some teeth preserved and abundant surrounding rock, I expect that specialists will be able to learn a great deal about the life of this individual and when he or she lived."

The European dentist, who specialises in dental implants, told Forbes that he immediately knew he wasn't just looking at stone tile's natural pattern variations when he saw several teeth staring up at him.

"From my dentist's point of view I had no doubt it was some kind of human," he told Forbes. "The teeth distribution and size of the mandible is characteristic. Also, the width of the cortex is specific to ancient humans."

"I don't think it is Jimmy Hoffa," the dentist joked in a follow-up to his original Reddit post. He said he prefers not to reveal his name, or his parents' location, to protect the family's privacy.

When the dentist spotted a jawbone as part of his parents' home upgrade, he was surprised for a different reason.

It is very, very unusual to find vertebrate fossils in processed travertine tile, and hominin fossils 100 times more so," Kappelman said. "We have only a handful."

Mr Kappelman was part of a team that observed the earliest evidence of tuberculosis etched on 500,000-year-old human skeletal remains discovered by factory workers in Turkey cutting travertine tile for commercial use. The scientists published the findings of their research in 2007 in The American Journal of Physical Anthropology.

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[ofallthingsnasty]

been thinkin about mouth inspections at the dentist (with our faves). Isn’t there a way to tell if you’ve given bjs before? Like there’s an indent in the roof of your mouth or something? Since you have experience in dentistry, i thought I might ask💀

Perhaps dentist fave pokes around in your mouth and finds that spot, asking all sorts of gross questions, who’ve you done it with? how many have you given? and then forces you on your knees, explaining the whole time what he’s doing to that spot in your mouth as he brutalizes your throat. Law or Doffy would be the worst for it. Doffy wouldn’t be able to control himself and Law would be so calm and collected, it would be scary

Yes, but only hard and recent blowjobs - there can be petechiae on your palate!! (Think tiny red spots) We don't care, though ajsjjksk and as always THIS IS FICTIONAL OFC I DON'T ENDORSE THIS AJSKKS

The mental image of 'big dick Doflamingo's everything but mostly expensive implants mill'-dental office is sending me. Baby 5 not-so-subtly chewing gum behind her mask while she makes you wait in the chair. Him coming in half an hour late (you've been nervous and sweating the whole damn time and the radio is blasting nothing but shitty early 2010s pop which doesn't help), clearly fresh from some break and not a difficult procedure, showing you just how much he doesn't care about you. He fucking reeks of cologne. Light pink scrubs that fit him so well it's not even funny. Has a weirdly delicate gold chain around his neck that really emphasizes the way his pecs puff up before connecting with his collarbone. It kind of makes you want to fall into his... well, his cleavage. (Because of course he chooses scrubs with a rather unorthodox neckline - who's going to tell him off? He's the boss. Sometimes he comes in wearing polo shirts in that same pink tone and they're always, always a little too tight.)

He throws himself into his little chair so hard it skids right up to you and he just smiles as a greeting, porcelain-white veneers blinding you for a moment, before he puts his mask up (also pink, it's a whole fucking theme here). It's all pretty standard, Baby 5's clearly fake nails clicker-clacker away at the keyboard while he lists off your dental status - until he gets to the soft tissue, especially your palate.

tw. crack treated seriously + noncon = the combo from hell, medical malpractice, Law is in here too, as a separate listing (same tags for him + hypnosis), minors dni, don't take this too seriously i had too much fun writing this it's so silly, dental hypno doesn't work like this don't worry lol

Well, that's certainly an eyebrow raiser. Looks like little old unassuming you has a bit of a wild side. He can tell you know your stuff by how big and angry-red the bruise on your mucosa is. You've been a patient of his for a long time now - and other that the fact that you pretty much look like you're about to faint every time your ass touches the chair, you've been rather forgettable (but cute, he has to admit). He can tell you don't like the way he fingers around your mouth one bit - and that you're waiting for his final evaluation, taut like a bowstring. You're probably pissing your pants at the thought of getting some major work done. He knows your type and nudges his fingers just a little farther down your throat, to your uvula, just to see how trained your gag reflex is (and to keep you anxious for just a few seconds longer, it's just too precious).

You don't even blink. Others would have coughed up their breakfast by now but you're sitting there, eyes teary and face worried. Would you look at that. It's good he's wearing his mask or else you'd be able to see that he's poking out his tongue because he's smiling so hard - you're suddenly in his top ten patients, right next to all the big bucks and two or three genuinely interesting cases. And oh, he's getting ideas with the way you fidget under his gaze. You wouldn't tattle. You wouldn't even fight back. My, you're perfect for a little lunch time fun.

Baby 5 is out of the room with a single gesture, closes the door behind her with a distinctive click. She won't bother him either, she'll just go hide in the break room and text her newest boyfriend until someone scrapes her out of there again. And you? You're already anxiously waiting for his diagnosis, fearing the worst. Oh, he'll give you the worst. It's delicious to see your face go from nervous to absolutely crestfallen as he spins some tall tale about how need to get big work done on two molars, how bad it already is and how you probably should opt for implants (his specialty, after all. And so expensive he just knows you'll do just about anything to save a little money.) Of course, you trust him. And of course, you agree for him to go with the 'best' (and coincidentally most expensive) option, even when you're clearly fighting back tears at the price. He tells you to lay back, brings the chair to the highest, horizontal position and overstretches the neck so that your mouth is in a perfect line with your throat. It's unpleasant how the blood from the rest of your body is cut off from your head in this position, how the whole room is suddenly overhead and that damn light is shining straight into your eyes. It's supposed to give him a better look at your upper teeth - but when you open your eyes to his fucking dick of all things and him telling you that you want that treatment cheap, don't you?, you learn that not everyone has your best interest in mind. (Sadly, you don't even get to answer because he just shoves himself into you and fucks the protest right out of your oesophagus.) When he's done with you, your whole face is full of spit and mucus and you probably lost consciousness at least once - turns out not enough perfusion for your brain coupled with extreme anxiety and someone gripping your throat to fuck it better isn't exactly the healthiest thing in the world.

Honestly, you'll try so hard not to go back after that experience, you really do. Problem is, you gave them your mobile number when you first signed over your data - and just two days later you'll get a barrage of texts in finest text speak anno 2004, with a million of 😜🤞😂🦩 emojis asking you about the state of your throat and if you still want that follow-up. Cheapest set of dental implants you'll ever get, honestly. You only have to sell him your dignity.

Law on the other hand... All prim and proper in starched white, medical professional through and through, yet so gentle - has a whole concept around dental phobic patients, with warm and welcoming treatment rooms, gentle music, offers laughing gas, hypnosis and even general anesthesia if the fear is especially bad. Always professional and never condescending or infanitilizing (like some can be when it comes to phobic patients). He's a dentist, a doctor, the authority in this place but he guides with a gentle hand - and people adore him.

You've been his patient for a while now - and he can't lie, he really likes you. You've been a dream to work with despite your anxiety; have endured every session bravely, you hang onto every word he says with big, wet eyes. He makes a suggestion - you take it. No matter the cost, the time, how outlandish the approach might be, you're always willing, nod your head yes and try to tough it out. You're somewhat soggy, almost whiny but that's okay. It's kind of cute, really. So when he sees those telltale red spots on your palate, he's a little surprised... You come across as so meek while on the chair, it's hard to picture you as anything else outside of it. But clearly, you're either an extremely attentive lover or you're wilder than he thought. Honestly, he's almost pouting over this revelation. Who are you fucking? Even if the sentiment is inappropriate, it should be him - at least that's what his little crush on you whispers to him deep, deep down. He mills over it a little too long, long enough for you to try to speak around his fingers in your mouth - there you go again, asking him (and so politely, too) if there is something, anything? And to his shame, all he can think about is if this is how your tongue feels like when you're using it. The way you slur against his hand, that warm and entirely too inviting mouth so close yet so far - it's giving him some shameful, shameful ideas. What harm is in a little test drive - especially when you've been proven to respond well to hypnosis. He has just enough time to rope you into a little session, as well. So he pulls a face behind the mask and explains that yes, actually, you have a little cavity - a teeny tiny thing that could be filled so easily right now, if you have the time for it. The way you immediately tense up underneath him isn't lost to him. God, you hate surprises, he knows that, and he's being so, so selfish - but it's too late to take back his words now.

He can practically watch the thoughts form in your brain, can see how you valiantly try to fight down the panic over a surprise dental procedure. But, as always, you swallow the lie hook, line and sinker. And when you ask him if he can use hypnosis on you again, he knows he's won this round. It's not ideal - you're already upset over this whole situation and to get you into that relaxed state is going to be a lot of work, but he knows you well enough by now. A sentence here, a soothing word there, gentle encouragement wrapped around it all like a bow - the moment you've let go, he can simply pull his pants down and force himself into your mouth, that's how far away you'll be. Of course, you aren't as active as he wants you to be, but the thrill and novelty of the situation is more than enough for him. The thought of marking you like this, to cum right down you throat without you or the ominous other person fucking you knowing, is more arousing than he'd like to admit. Maybe he has to stroke himself to completion (because your slack lips around him are far from enough) but his orgasm builds up quickly and hits him hard. He can already feel that pesky sense of guilt nagging away at him the moment he collects his breath - but he cleans you up and fixes your rumpled clothes and shoves all those bad feelings into some far away corner of his mind.

Your numb jaw is easily explained away, as is that horrible taste in your mouth - and he did give you a filling, after all, so hey, the lie isn't that bad, right?

(Law totally did his junior time at Doffy's terrible implant money grub mill and then vowed to himself that he'll never ever ever become like that. Well, that kinda sorta didn't work out, huh?)

[wannaeatramyeon]

No no but the question is who payed for Jake‘s teeth implants

Jake Kim x Reader: Dental implants

G/N. Response to other ask in tags heh.

Jake only allowed you to visit him once before he got his implants.

He was already too ashamed at having landed himself in juvie, at dragging you down by association.

And he knows he really shouldn't care about this, but he fears how repulsed you would be by him. By the lack of teeth and the scar, a gruesome outcome of his weakness.

You aren't stupid or naïve enough to expect high spirits when you visit, however you didn't expect to see this shadow of a man. Keeping his lips shut, giving you perfunctory closed-mouth smiles with haunted eyes, fingers subconsciously lifting to his scar every now and then.

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Dental work is expensive and your savings are laughable.

Nevertheless, you approach Jerry to see if there is anything you can do with the street's help. Which is another laughable idea because Big Deal is famous for two things: their passion, and their lack of money.

Jerry's response surprised you. In hindsight you're not sure why; you know you can always depend on him and on the crew.

"Don't worry about it," he gives you an assuring squeeze on the shoulder and a warm smile, "The boys wanted to do something for Jake for his birthday."

It's not your place to deny their kindness, though you couldn't help but feel guilty about them using their own money.

"Oh, they don't have to-"

"Everyone here loves Jake," Including me, including you doesn't need to be said. "We don't do it because we have to, we want to."

[waluigis-biggest-fan]

I am Ahmed Al-Dhani, 14 years old, I was born in Gaza, Palestine, during the 2008 war. My mother was carrying me in her belly, and because of the intense fear and the smell of gunpowder and white phosphorus that the Israeli occupation was firing, I was born with a birth defect. My teeth do not grow, my hair does not grow, and the hair on my body does not grow. I am asking for help so that I can have dental implants and treatment abroad.

Hey there! I’m reaching out to share my story—at 14, I’ve faced challenges with my teeth due to a birth defect caused by the war in Gaza. Your support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in helping me get the dental implants I need; if you’re able to, please consider sharing or donating my link. Thank you for your kindness!❤️

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[thosernotchos]

I am Ahmed Al-Dhani, 14 years old, I was born in Gaza, Palestine, during the 2008 war. My mother was carrying me in her belly, and because of the intense fear and the smell of gunpowder and white phosphorus that the Israeli occupation was firing, I was born with a birth defect. My teeth do not grow, my hair does not grow, and the hair on my body does not grow. I am asking for help so that I can have dental implants and treatment abroad.

Hey there! I’m reaching out to share my story—at 14, I’ve faced challenges with my teeth due to a birth defect caused by the war in Gaza. Your support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in helping me get the dental implants I need; if you’re able to, please consider sharing or donating my link. Thank you for your kindness!❤️

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[tinidor-theodore]

I am Ahmed Al-Dhani, 14 years old, I was born in Gaza, Palestine, during the 2008 war. My mother was carrying me in her belly, and because of the intense fear and the smell of gunpowder and white phosphorus that the Israeli occupation was firing, I was born with a birth defect. My teeth do not grow, my hair does not grow, and the hair on my body does not grow. I am asking for help so that I can have dental implants and treatment abroad.

Hey there! I’m reaching out to share my story—at 14, I’ve faced challenges with my teeth due to a birth defect caused by the war in Gaza. Your support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in helping me get the dental implants I need; if you’re able to, please consider sharing or donating my link. Thank you for your kindness!❤️

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Hey there! I’m reaching out to share my story—at 14, I’ve faced challenges with my teeth due to a birth defect caused by the war in Gaza. Your support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in helping me get the dental implants I need; if you’re able to, please consider sharing or donating my link. Thank you for your kindness!❤️

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I am Ahmed Al-Dhani, 14 years old, I was born in Gaza, Palestine, during the 2008 war. My mother was carrying me in her belly, and because of the intense fear and the smell of gunpowder and white phosphorus that the Israeli occupation was firing, I was born with a birth defect. My teeth do not grow, my hair does not grow, and the hair on my body does not grow. I am asking for help so that I can have dental implants and treatment abroad.

Hey there! I’m reaching out to share my story—at 14, I’ve faced challenges with my teeth due to a birth defect caused by the war in Gaza. Your support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in helping me get the dental implants I need; if you’re able to, please consider sharing or donating my link. Thank you for your kindness!❤️

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Hey there! I’m reaching out to share my story—at 14, I’ve faced challenges with my teeth due to a birth defect caused by the war in Gaza. Your support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in helping me get the dental implants I need; if you’re able to, please consider sharing or donating my link. Thank you for your kindness!❤️

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Hey there! I’m reaching out to share my story—at 14, I’ve faced challenges with my teeth due to a birth defect caused by the war in Gaza. Your support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in helping me get the dental implants I need; if you’re able to, please consider donating or sharing my link. Thank you for your kindness!

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[the-mold-under-your-bed123]

I am Ahmed Al-Dhani, 14 years old, I was born in Gaza, Palestine, during the 2008 war. My mother was carrying me in her belly, and because of the intense fear and the smell of gunpowder and white phosphorus that the Israeli occupation was firing, I was born with a birth defect. My teeth do not grow, my hair does not grow, and the hair on my body does not grow. I am asking for help so that I can have dental implants and treatment abroad.

Hey there! I’m reaching out to share my story—at 14, I’ve faced challenges with my teeth due to a birth defect caused by the war in Gaza. Your support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in helping me get the dental implants I need; if you’re able to, please consider sharing or donating my link. Thank you for your kindness!❤️

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[ayten-is-living]

I am Ahmed Al-Dhani, 14 years old, I was born in Gaza, Palestine, during the 2008 war. My mother was carrying me in her belly, and because of the intense fear and the smell of gunpowder and white phosphorus that the Israeli occupation was firing, I was born with a birth defect. My teeth do not grow, my hair does not grow, and the hair on my body does not grow. I am asking for help so that I can have dental implants and treatment abroad.

Hey there! I’m reaching out to share my story—at 14, I’ve faced challenges with my teeth due to a birth defect caused by the war in Gaza. Your support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in helping me get the dental implants I need; if you’re able to, please consider sharing or donating my link. Thank you for your kindness!❤️

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Hey there! I’m reaching out to share my story—at 14, I’ve faced challenges with my teeth due to a birth defect caused by the war in Gaza. Your support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in helping me get the dental implants I need; if you’re able to, please consider sharing or donating my link. Thank you for your kindness!❤️

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