Through their orthodontic treatments, I watched as my kids’ smiles got gorgeouser and gorgouser.
And I got jealouser and jealouser.
So then I got braces.
Yes, at my age.
I decided it wasn’t a sin to treat myself, so I had a consultation, signed a contract with Dr Vyas (love her), and got my seat in one of her reclining chairs.
Adult Braces: A Growing Trend
The tech set up a delightful contraption that held my lips open and caged my tongue while she soaped, rinsed, and dried my teeth, affixed brackets, and threaded the wire. Dr Vyas explained that this wire has a memory of where it’s supposed to be, and over the next 6 weeks it will take my teeth along with it as it returns to its natural state. We’ll do movement in stages.
After we’ve made some space on the upper jaw (oww — moving teeth and sockets is a little painful, and I belatedly have more empathy for my kids), I’ll get orthodontia on the bottom set of teeth. That’s where more of the crooked is.
I wasn’t a candidate for Invisalign (more on why), but this course of treatment, which seems not overly noticeable, will be shorter anyway. If I have good habits (I will!) and if those wires keep remembering where to take my teeth, I should no longer be a Brace Face by Halloween.
Have you ever considered getting adult braces? Or gotten them?
Find more on my adult braces story at Mile High Mamas.