Mar
Lig ties, finishing wires and elastics–oh my!
Time sure flies when you’re having fun. It flies when you’re slowly being tortured with a mouth full of assorted metal and elastic as well. It’s been a year since the braces were put on, which is pretty unbelievable in the scheme of things. There is a part of me that barely remembers what it was like to not have them, to not have my mouth irritated or have to pop off to the bathroom to pry bits of my meal out of my brackets on a routine basis. However, the change they’ve made in that year is also pretty astounding. My overbite is nearly gone, the number of headaches I get has been cut down dramatically, and my smile, once crooked and something I hated, is nearly straight and gleaming. I still dislike it, though; odd that.
The pain, however, is far from over. To celebrate my one year in braces my orthodontist sent me home with a mouth full of new experiences. On my bottom arch I got my finishing wire, which sounds exciting except it just means it’s the last wire I’ll get, but that it’ll still be on for a while. I also got about 5 vastly irritating metal lig ties and yet another power chain, um yay? On the top arch it was just another wire, and the news that while I’m making lots of progress it’ll probably still be a few more wires until we even start talking finishing wires.
The biggest change, though, are the elastics. If you’ve never experienced elastics they’re these teeny tiny rubber bands that also do a reasonable imitation of torture devices. With my lingual braces on the top and ceramic on the bottom arrangement the bands run from the inside to the outside, which is even more complex than it sounds, but I’m getting the hang of it. You essentially have to blindly get the band to hook onto just the right tooth in the back and then stretch it until you can get it to snap onto the hook for the corresponding tooth in the front. And those stay on 24/7, they can be taken off to eat, though my ortho was sure to stress that not everyone feels the need to do so.
The way they stretch from behind the teeth on the top to the front on the bottom do an amazing facsimile of a dull knife slowly trying to slice into my tongue and lower lip. Oh and that’s not even touching on the jaw and tooth pain that has led to some, admittedly amazing, changes to my bite already. I actually have a bite, I didn’t last week. It is pretty amazing, and quite possibly worth the discomfort.
With lingual braces I was told that if the discomfort is too much for the tongue they can bond teeny clear little buttons to the front of your teeth for the elastics. We’ll see if that’s necessary. If they keep up the way they’re going I’m going to end up with a divided tongue, and while I think body art is cool that is never something that has appealed.


