Today I did the unthinkable, I got braces and I’m going on 33. Why would I possibly do this to myself?
Well, the story goes something like this: although I have straight teeth, for the most part, my bite is all screwed up. Both top and bottom rows fold a little too far inward. When I was wee lickle shite, the orthodontist told my parents that he’d have to break my lower jaw and wire my mouth shut for 6 months (ala through the wire) to be able to fix my bite. Graciously my parents declined and since have completely forgotten the episode.
Recently I’ve been catching up with my dentist visits, replacing all those metal fillings and trying to get teeth fixed that through time had been ground down or chipped. The dentist said that my teeth could not be fixed. As a result of my bite, any fixes he did would come undone. So he referred me to an orthodontist and here we are. Braces. 6 months. To alter my bite, so that in 20 years I still have teeth and gums left. yay me! Let the pain begin.
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brave. 6 months is not bad. grin and bare it. you’ll be happy that you’ve not mashed your teeth to bits because of a crap bite.
Good to see you went for the plunge. I am 27 and I just got braces today!! Yay. My teeth were jacked up and I got tired of feeling bad about my smile. I am looking at 18 months. We’ll see what happens!
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