31st March 2011 is definitely a day I will not forget in a hurry. The day I got braced.
I was told when I arrived I would only be getting my top braces on, something that at the time I was disappointed about. In retrospect I think I was definitely lucky for it to be done in stages. It didn't actually take too long for me to get braced. I was expecting a good hour of pulling, tugging, tightening etc. I now know the bracing isn't the bad part really its the aftermath!
They gave my teeth a quick clean and then started gluing each bracket on. easy! It felt so weird after that and between them putting the wire on because they left me for a minute. I ran my tongue over each bracket, getting used to the alien feel of it on my teeth. When they put the wire on I felt so much pressure. I will admit it was an uncomfortable thing to go through but by no means unbearable - although i did break a few nails without realising because I was digging my nails in to my legs. I actually though, couldn't believe it was over so quickly.
The assistant then led me into another room. I said thanks, or at least tried to, when she opened the door for me. okay, I thought, this may not be as easy as once thought. She talked me through the horrors of tooth decay, scare mongering me into brushing after every meal... and it worked! Then she let me go. My boyfriend had come to the appointment with me and I was so scared to let him see me with them on. I knew he wasn't going to bother but I would and they hadn't even let me look in a mirror yet. So I hid my mouth and told him not to speak to me until I could get to a mirror! (baby I know!)
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