Monday, May 01, 2006

We Are Buying Our Orthodontist Another New Boat

A month or so ago, we finally took Carrie to the orthodontist to have her teeth straightened. Through a set of misunderstandings with her pediatric dentist, we thought we had to wait until all her permanent teeth had come in, BEFORE we took her to have braces.

This was not true and we should have taken her in a few years ago and we are lucky they didn’t have to break her face in two and solder the pieces back together in order to form a cohesive, long lasting structure.

So she has braces. A tad late (she’s turning 16 next month), but they are clear and kind of cool looking.

She’s been a great sport about it and has only had one “hardware” failure so far.

Since we were already in the mood to spend a whole bunch of money on orthodontics and we knew that Lucas’ face was a mess, we decided to cart him into the office as well. As you can see from the photo below, one of his front incisors was coming in all skeewampus. (Yes, that’s the techincal term they used at the orthdontist office).

So the first thing the orthodontist did was install a medeival torture device in his mouth. It’s this separator/crank thing that literally splits his whole head down the center. (Seriously, they warned us about his soft/hard palette collasping). We had to crank the thing morning and night. The device spread his jaw over time by about 5-6 millimeters. It hurt him, poor kid.

See, look, doesn’t that thing look uncomfortable? Plus, it makes it so he can’t say words with “th” in it.

So now his face loooks like this: (He likes it now that he can shoot water through the Mack truck sized gap in his front teeth)

He’ll keep that space thing in his mouth for a few months while the roof of his mouth weaves some new bone. Then he get “normal” braces to correct the gap they had to create. Whee!

In the meantime, we are saving our shekels so I can get some work done myself. I don’t know… maybe I don’t need anything:

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