That was 922 days ago, as of right now.
922 days of staring into the snackless abyss.
922 days of my teeth moving in microscopic increments.
922 days of wearing them (mostly) 24/7. (Ok. I was lax when I had aligners for more than two weeks.)
You can’t tell too much, and my teeth weren’t terrible by any means, but I was having MAJOR jaw troubles. Lots of crowding meant my bite couldn’t meet the way it needed to, which was way more painful than I was giving it credit for now that it doesn’t hurt anymore.
Today, my teeth look like this.
Are they perfect? No. Do I want them to be, necessarily? Not really. I want to be satisfied with them, which I definitely am. Are they amazingly different in every way I thought possible? Yes, and then some.
Tomorrow is day 923. I get fitted with retainers tomorrow after having my current set of aligners for literally months. I’ve had the top aligners since August, and the bottom ones since November. My top teeth have been done for quite some time, and I can understand why my dentist wanted to wait, but it took Invisalign an inordinately long amount of time to get the retainers done.
I got the call today and I go in tomorrow. I am STOKED. I still have to wear them 22 hours a day for now, but I’ll eventually get to move to nighttime wear only and I can’t wait.
What CAN I wait for? My naturopath appointment. It’s tomorrow. My gut is NOT smiles times lately and I got a buttload of blood taken last week that I think ain’t going to come out great. The holidays were tough, and I think it’s just going to take some more time to recover. I literally haven’t felt well in weeks. I’m by no means back where I was, but I’m tired, swollen, and icky.
I agreed to a cleanse in my last appointment, in a moment of absolutely terrible judgment, so we’ll see what that entails.
Stay tuned!
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