Day 2 (well technically day ¾)
Other than slight confusion when I woke in the middle of the night, took a bit to register what that feeling on my teeth was, I’m still feeling pretty good.
I can feel some slight pressure on my teeth but otherwise none of the over exaggerated uncomfortable feelings of which I have read, no lips embedded in braces to peel away…something else I have been lead to believe could happen!
So all was well until breakfast. What was I going to eat? Toast….no can’t bite into it. I opted for cereal that I could let soften with the milk. It was then that I noticed a few teeth were a bit tender, when I encountered a raisin or hard grain. But they just felt a bit bruised. The feeling you get when you bang your tooth, certainly not real pain.
So breakfast eaten, I went off to give them a good brush. Yes, there are a few tender teeth there. Notably that front tooth that I am having rotated back into a normal position. My natural brushing style is to brush very hard and very long, but I have to be more careful, which leaves me feeling like I have not cleaned my teeth properly. I try to use my trusty electric toothbrush – but the bristles keep getting jammed in the brackets and when I pull it hurts a little so I switch to the manual brush.
Normally I would have an apple in the car for the journey home, but of course no more biting into apples! What am I going to eat? When you first have the braces fitted and get that instruction sheet that tells you nothing sweet, sticky, hard or chewy…hmmmm that’s about 90% of my regular diet gone!
Every time you bite into something you are very aware of the metal on your teeth and avoid it because (a) it twinges a bit, and (b) you are totally nervous that you are going to knock off a bracket or bend the wire. As an employee who should know better I could not stand the indignity of having to go and tell the team I have broken the rules so I am super careful and play it very safe.
I decide on a sandwich that I can kind of pull apart and put in my mouth as opposed to biting with my front teeth.
I also find that those back brackets are giving me some trouble and some nice ulcers are forming that rub every time I talk…and anybody who knows me knows that the inability to talk is like…well…it’s not fun! So I decide to go in with the wax.
