Day 1: Brace Yourself

Finally I have these chunky metal brackets crowding my mouth... and I couldn't be happier! It's a hard feeling to describe, but I guess it's because I am an adult and made this decision myself that I don't feel any form of regret. I feel sorry for teenagers who have this thrust upon them with little or no decision in the matter, but I'm sure they are all extremely pleased with the outcome, even if the time it took to reach it was torturous.

But first - an update on the wisdom tooth situation. Turns out that the answer was:

b) is getting tired of all of the pressure caused by the spacers

which is the best possible outcome! As soon as the spacer that was the culprit was removed, the pressure literally disappeared and the pain (for the most part) went with it.

Okay, now that's dealt with... Photo time! 

Relaxed mouth/speaking

I have an infinitely small mouth and so this photo demonstrates how much you can see of my braces when my mouth is relaxed or when I'm speaking.

Wide open mouth

This next photo shows the braces to a better extent... Cannot wait until my teeth are no longer this crooked! 

Closed mouth

And this photo shows what my mouth now looks like when I (attempt) to close it, which I can no longer do. This is as much as I can close my mouth, which means that none of my back teeth close together at all anymore and chewing is impossible. At the moment I'm trying to eat a lamb and barley soup... yeah nah. I know that as my mouth adjusts to the feeling of having twenty extra teeth, chewing will become easier.

It's all a waiting game!

<3