Got my braces on yesterday. It took 2 1/2 hours… longer than they expected. Of course they weren’t taking into account the permanent retainer on my bottom teeth. After sawing, drilling, wrenching, and sanding, the tech muttered something about needing dynamite. Between that and the jamming it took to fit my brackets, I went through the wringer before I’d even gotten the braces on.
I was laying there in the chair with my sunglasses on (how nice is that to protect from the overhead spotlight!) still feeling a little surprised that I’m doing this. I’m not second-guessing now, but it’s hard to believe that I’m actually going through with it. By “it” I mean the eventual jaw surgery.
Anyway, here’s a picture with braces. A forced smile the only way to show my teeth. You can see the underbite pretty well here.
This is more like my normal smile. Yay for clear braces on top!