A week on from my ‘installation’ and I’ve only just started getting properly sore areas in my mouth. I genuinely think it’s because I’m talking more now I’m back at work and so there’s far more chance of rubbing. I’ve applied some wax to the two most offending brackets (henceforth known as Perkins and Priscilla) and just lobbed a load of bonjela on the sores – YEOWZERS! To say it stings is something of an understatement – it canes! 😦
On the plus side I got my orthodontic report through the post (didn’t even know I was getting one so that was quite cool!)
Even though it wasn’t strictly (well, not even loosely really) about being marked on merit I was chuffed to read that I am an ‘excellent’ toothbrusher! Go me! (Silver linings and all that!)
What was most bizarre about the report was the photos of my teeth with my lips pulled out of the way. Seriously, they look like snapshots of some toothy sea creatures that are about to have a biting fight! Be afraid!
So – one week on, I’m getting used to them, most people have said they’re pretty subtle and I’m becoming accustomed to eating just 3 times a day, no snacking and really appreciate a lovely soft jacket potato.
Downsides – they’re a bit scratchy and, just today, have turned on my mouth with a vengeance (Perkins and Priscilla being the worst of the bunch – gits!), I can’t just eat what I want, whenever I want and I’m more mouth conscious than I’ve ever been. Still, as my sister says – endgame…endgame!