Let's rewind to high school, when my stubborn teenage self insisted (demanded!) at the orthodontist's office on the very last appointment before getting braces that there was no way I was ever, EVER going to put those sharp, ugly things in my mouth. My mom told me that I'd regret it and would have to pay the thousands of dollars for braces myself in another 10 years or so.
I knew she was wrong. I just knew it.
Now, I'm at an age where my smile just doesn't send the professional image I would like. Between you (the entire internet world!) and me, I don't have the most attractive front teeth. I had my teeth fixed in the 3rd grade after a little accident, (Face, meet Road) and now, 20-something years later, the composite build ups are chipped and showing their age, with a noticeable horizontal line separating real tooth from fake. Oh, and as if this weren't all bad enough, the 2 teeth are different sizes with a gap between them! When I told my boss, a pediatric dentist, that I was thinking of getting a consultation for cosmetically restoring my front teeth, she was delighted.
Well, she's going to have to wait. My exam was yesterday and, although I should be a fairly simple case, we're not quite there yet. Guess what, Teenage Me?
I get to wear braces!
I knew she was wrong. I just knew it.
Now, I'm at an age where my smile just doesn't send the professional image I would like. Between you (the entire internet world!) and me, I don't have the most attractive front teeth. I had my teeth fixed in the 3rd grade after a little accident, (Face, meet Road) and now, 20-something years later, the composite build ups are chipped and showing their age, with a noticeable horizontal line separating real tooth from fake. Oh, and as if this weren't all bad enough, the 2 teeth are different sizes with a gap between them! When I told my boss, a pediatric dentist, that I was thinking of getting a consultation for cosmetically restoring my front teeth, she was delighted.
Well, she's going to have to wait. My exam was yesterday and, although I should be a fairly simple case, we're not quite there yet. Guess what, Teenage Me?
I get to wear braces!
Oh crap!