Through the Wire

Through the Wire

In the blink of an eye, my whole life changed. That December, not too far from my birthday my mom started taking me to the orthodontist. At the time, I wasn't really too sure of what an orthodontists really was. However, what I did know was that my teeth were crooked and braces were the only way to straighten them. At school, it seemed as though everyone was getting braces, none of which did not complain that they inflicted so much pain. I did not hear anything enjoyable about how braces feel, but I knew I had to get them.

The orthodontists took a few weeks to examine my teeth and finally came to the decision that I needed four of my precious teeth pulled. I sat with my mom patiently waiting for the dentist, clueless of how they were planning to pull my teeth out, and wondering if it would be painful or not. The room did not have that many people so I knew it would not be long before I would be under the light with tools working in my mouth. I imagined the process to be quick and painless just like my surgery, where I do not feel anything until after I wake up. So much for thinking on the bright side, the procedure was much longer than I expected and I felt everything. It was so painful and my mouth was bleeding and numb for almost four hours afterwards. I felt like the world was going to end.

After about a month, I had another appointment with the orthodontist. My mom said they were going to put something called brackets on my teeth. I did not know what they were but I knew that they were most definitely dire. When I was called back, the orthodontist was very kind and made me feel like getting brackets was nothing. It turned out that the brackets did not hurt; I did not suffer any pain. I was not put to sleep but I was stunned when I looked in the mirror and had metal in my mouth. During the whole process, I missed the part where she attached metal to my teeth. I noticed while looking in the mirror that my braces did not look like everyone else's. I did not have a wire...this could only mean that I had to go back.

My teeth have been through so much pain and a part of me wanted to just not get braces and have them take off the brackets. Unfortunately, that was not an option for me; my mom did not care what I said she had already paid money for the braces so I was out of luck. I was frustrated at the fact that I could only eat certain foods and could barely even eat that because my teeth hurt so much.