I am 46 years old and have had nasty crooked teeth for as long as I can remember. Growing up, orthodontics was not an option. It would seem that our entire family fell into the shallow end of the gene pool where teeth are concerned; however, I do believe I can say without a doubt that mine are (by far) the worst of the lot.
On Friday, February 14, 2014 I will begin a three to four year journey of dental correction. In addition to the braces I will also endure a combination of crowns, implants and quite possibly a bridge, culminating in what I hope will be an unbelievably beautiful smile before my 50th birthday.
I must admit that I’m a little nervous and quite apprehensive. Not about the final outcome – I’m so happy that I’m finally getting this done – but about the anticipated physical pain, not to mention the financial burden.
Each of my sons went through nearly 24 months of orthodontia treatment; both had significant issues. Boy #1 had giant chiclets for front teeth and excessive crowding, poor lad could barely close his lips over his front teeth. Boy #2 had epic space issues; he had to have a frenectomy and then braces to close the massive gaps between his teeth. It was all worth it in the end though. They have beautiful teeth and the most handsome smiles… I’ll admit to being a little biased on that. But see for yourself.
The point of this particular page is to, hopefully, encourage other adults that orthodontia is not just for kids and to perhaps help assuage the fears of others, like me, who are absolutely terrified of all things dental.
Let the journey begin!