Five days in and my first bracket (i.e. one of my braces) popped off. Full disclosure: This particular bracket had a hook that was digging into my inner cheek. I had asked Dr. Giordano to try bending back the offensive hook. In his effort to do so, the little bugger came off. I didn’t relish having it put back on. The process of putting braces on the teeth is not glamorous: you have to etch the surface of each tooth with acid (read: a solution that tastes like bile) to help adhere the metal to your tooth enamel. You also have to have your mouth opened absurdly wide so that the dentist and his assistant can do their work. It’s a bit like eating your veggies as a kid: you really don’t like doing it, but you know it’s for a good cause. And, truly lucky me, I have the best people doing the job. But yes, it’s not pleasant. I won’t sugar coat it.
In fact, being an adult with braces comes with some additional not-so-fun add-ons. For instance, since I’m that much older than the teenagers who are the usual candidates for orthodontic work, my bones are that much harder and less inclined to move. Hence, the pain I experienced after my June 3rd appointment (when I got my braces put on), was at a higher level that most. I could barely eat. Not fun. I still can’t really eat normal food. But it’s not all bad. I rediscovered the joys of baby food. Seriously. There’s some high end, quality purees out there like purple carrot, apple, and spinach. So at least vegetables will taste good! ;o)
Also, I can already feel my mouth changing. More to come on that soon!