Brace Face

CHOO-CHOO!

I’m 41. I just had braces put on. Not Invisalign, or any of the million other invisible brands out there.  I can’t keep track.  More on that later. No porcelain brackets that make them seem a little less, well, obvious. No, I now have metal brackets and wires likely to set off any metal detector! (That’s a joke, I tested it)

I have full on railroad tracks! In the words of George Takei, “Oh my!”

So why did I do it?

My smile, far from perfect pre-braces, didn’t need much in the way of improvement. Sure, I had a bit of crowding, a bit of wear and tear here and there. In truth, I did it because even thought they were somewhat straight, they were aligned incorrectly! Over time, two children and a practice sale and retirement later, my lower incisors (those ones in the middle) were worn down nearly 50%! You know the expression, “long in the tooth” (for those who haven’t, it means old), the wear I was experiencing is a similar concept.  I had the wear patterns of a 70 year old.

So, thanks to my trusty orthodontist and friend, Dr. Paul, I’m finally doing what I had put off doing.  I am taking care of myself.

Choo-choo!