Anyway, I bit the bullet to get these crowns because I kept feeling like my teeth were falling out. Now other than the pain of a normal crown. I had to relive sitting on my couch with my tooth have in my mouth; blood caked around my tooth and everywhere watching Arther on PBS(I don't know why I decided to watch TV) while waiting to go to the dentist. In the dentist office I wanted my sister (who originally took me to the dentist), my mom (who always took me home for the dentist after major trauma), and finally I thought I should want Daniel just because isn't that whom I suppose to want???
After the damage had been done, I sat in my car and cried for thirty minutes because I couldn't see to drive home and was in a little bit of shock. I was convinced that my temporaries would fall out on a flight and I would be this hilly billy with nasty teeth (I figured I must be more shallow and vain than I thought). The funniest part was I actually got a compliment on my temporaries.
Now that I have crowns I hate them because they're "perfect" I liked that my front teeth were quite a bit longer than the others, but it didn't look too odd. What really ticks me off though is that they lighten my crowns a lot and you can notice in pictures (like the first one), so they don't match my teeth. The dentist said that was okay because now I had a base to start whitening. I was mad because I didn't want to spend money on crowns and now I am OCD enough to be forced to pay money to whiten my teeth to make my teeth match. Plus, I had to buy a new retainer because it no longer fit my teeth.
More than you bargained for when you asked what happened.
2 comments:
I love it when you go on a blogging binge! And if it makes you feel better, your retainer looks like mine. I got mine when I was 14 and I still use it (rarely, though, since I stopped going to the orthodontist and I don't really know what I'm supposed to do 15 years later). But I will be so sad when I loose my retainer- it's a frog and has googly eyes- I love it!
I can so relate! I have a bridge on my top three front teeth. Remind me to tell you the story of my "flapper" coming out of my mouth while eating dinner with your Mother in law!! Ah the trauma
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