A few months ago I noticed that I had a crooked bottom tooth. So with that, I started thinking that my top teeth were moving out too far. Both of these realizations led to numerous nightmares relating to my teeth. Losing teeth, buck teeth, losing a tooth while at work and not noticing it...all these horrible things.
So I scheduled a meeting with a local orthodontist to see what it would cost to get a nightly retainer. No WAY was I going back to my middle school braces days, but I thought I could deal with wearing a retainer each night.
Turns out, this was not an option. Markovitz DDS said Invisiline was the one and only solution to my bad tooth paranoia. This, however, was very expensive and scary- who wants to sport plastic teeth all day? Besides that weirdo Zack Efron, I don't know. I was thinking I wasn't going to go through with it until...the receptionist.
"You know, doing this would be a really good decision," she went on, "I never wore a retainer and my teeth just keep getting worse and worse because I never did anything about it." Then she smiled. A crooked, yellow, buck tooth smile. And that sealed it.
So it didn't start out bad. I put them in at work (because I'm really not trying to impress anyone with stellar looks there) and then took them out when going somewhere I cared about. Life as usual. Then there was my last appointment.
They put these things on my teeth called attachments. These attachments are (Thank GOD) the color of my teeth and stay on my teeth whether the invisiline things are in or not. You can see them, but I guess you really have to look for them or know I have them. STILL, the worst ones are the ones on my fang teeth. They just make them stand out and look so damn big. Its all very Underworld Evolution.
So, after a zillion dollars and vast embarassment, hopefully I will have better teeth. Damn perfectionist seeking modern America.
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