Monday, March 26, 2007

Invisalign: Tray 2

March 26...

Dr. Eric shaved between by two front (upper left & right central) and between my upper left central and upper left lateral today. The drilling wasn't so bad, I imagined a Dremel tool with a radial cut off wheel that skimmed between the teeth like a tossed rock skipping across water; next time I'll have to actually review his tool tray. It was when it took tiny sandpaper between my teeth and smoothed them as I do when polishing my woodworking projects that sent me giggling.

However, once that project was finished (seems like merely a minute for both teeth), he asked me to insert the new trays. "Holy Mother Mary of..." my upper teeth convulsed in spasmotic bitterness as I quickly tried to removed the implements of self-inflicting pain. For some reason, my dentist/ortho found this as a personal pre-lunch entertainment; think I'll call him Attila.

Now mind you, to conceal my interpersonal anguish like I'm fighting the yellow humor, I do my best to spew salty jokes whilst I pain. Dr. Eric felt I was the most animated respondent to the graduating trays and I retorted that vanity is pain and I wanted to quit this non-sense; he declined my invitation.

While I took 2 Advil before my visit ("To tolerate the torture." Dr. Eric replied), I will be revisiting my friend, Orajel. I-am-not looking forward to removing the trays tonight to brush my teeth. Oh crap, I just remembered, I "have" to remove my trays -I've got the end-of-the-day Flouride treatment to perform.

I'm gonna cry.

Monday, March 19, 2007

Invisalign: Week 2

March 19...

Need to call Eric, seems I've busted the only speedbump affixed to the top row of teeth sometime this weekend. Geez, I thought the tray was easier to pop in and out.

Update: The folks in Eric's office got me in at 2pm Monday to fix my "speedbump." Eric thought my 'speedbump' analogy was funny -wasn't mine, tho, it was the folks on the archwired.com forum. In any case, Eric re-etched my canine and re-affixed the speedbump.

FYI: Speedbumps are required to 'torque-the-tooth' and because canines are the most difficult, it seems as though this particular canine will be taking the full 12 weeks.

Update 2: My upper require only 12 trays (24 weeks) and my lowers 20 trays (40 weeks)!!! This will allow me to look gorgeous on our honeymoon in December!!!!

Friday, March 16, 2007

Invisalign: Tray 1, Week 1

March 16...

It's now Friday and the wave of insanity has now disappated. This is what I know about the first week of acclimation with Invisalign:
  1. Never get your Invisalign installed while you're PMS'ing;
  2. Give yourself at least 3 days before devising the strategy for offsetting the out-of-pocket money that you feel you owe your spouse because you 'just-can't-take-it-anymore!';
  3. Buy yourself a tube of tooth ache pain reliever (I bought Orajel) immediately to numb any initial pain that occurs when inserting or removing your trays;
  4. Keep the Dremel tool (or a nail file for short term) handy so that you can sand down the sharp parts that continue to cut the under side of your tongue;
  5. If you don't have the pain reliever (and after brushing your teeth), detour the icy cold rinse water onto your teeth to numb the gums and run the trays under the icy cold water before inserting them to help alleviate any initial pain that occurs when re-establishing the trays in their upright and locked position.
  6. If you work from home, sleep-in as much as possible. Kick the cats out so that they don't attenuate or otherwise beat the dreamy state that you covet.
  7. When you do finally get up, begin drinking heavily (and I'm not talking coffee) at breakfast and don't stop until you go to bed. Make sure you greet your SO (in my case, Andrew) with two clean wine glasses and a freshly corked bottle when s/he returns home -this will make her/him think you haven't had a drop since the night before.
It's now Friday Night and I and the Invisalign have become assimilated. I'm a much happier person than I was 4 days ago -the wine doesn't hurt either.

Invisalign Claustrophobia: Analogy

March 16...

Here's my analogy of wearing the Invisalign trays that I conveyed to my husband last night:

The upper tray is like an overweight sweater: It's the only one you've got and when you feel overheated, you remove it. Suddenly you're cold because you've got only a thin t-shirt and you realize that you have to put the sweater back on, otherwise, you'll freeze. It's a damned if you do, damned if you don't scenario.

The bottom tray is much like wet jeans: They grind, pull, and rub and won't allow you to remove them because they're extremely tight and you'll require the help of others with plenty of tears.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Invisalign Claustrophobia

March 14...

I never really thought I'd have issues with claustrophobia -until I had Invisalign trays inserted in both my upper and lower teeth.

Sometimes the waves of anxiety rise and fall, but when they rise, I just want to yank these suckers out. Ever see your dog pull at the bandages after getting stitches because he got into something stupid? That's how I feel.

After 2 days, I'm learning how much I don't like taking out the bottom trays -they smart, bringing tears to my eyes. However, sleeping is proving beneficial -I'm not chewing, gnashing, or otherwise pulling on the trays. Perhaps I'll sleep thru the rest of the year when the Invisalign comes to term.

I'm a big baby when it comes to pain and thought I had a pretty good pain threshold, but I also know I'm not big on anyone playing in my mouth.

Ahh, the price of vanity. Okay, it's not vanity, it's actually a medical necessity at this point, but I'd like to think that I'm a diva awaiting her closeup after the full treatment.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Post Adolescence: Adult Orthodontia

March 12...

Well... not exactly a metal mouth, but after years of bitching about my lower teeth moving closer together and having more issues with tartar, I couldn't take it any longer. I am now experiencing extreme post adolescence in my early 40s: Invisalign.

Over the past 4 years, Andrew and I have discussed at length about the advantages of getting orthodontics (he's got perfect teeth!) and encouraged me to persue the opportunity while it was available to us. A decent dental plan doesn't hurt, either.

So, back in August, I decided to have the dentist review my case to determine my worthiness. After a harrowing experience with the molds taken weeks ago (I've asked for the photos and they think I'm kidding!), the set came in last week and the first tray was installed today!

When I entered the 'drilling room' as Andrew affectionately calls it, they told me I'd have to have some things done... what pray tell? Affixing little 'speed bumps' (as the patients of Invisalign affectionately call it) to the front of a few toothies to increase tension. Evidently, because the number of trays that are prescribed to me (only 20!) it seems that my teeth aren't as bad as other cases, so I'm allowed only 3 speedbumps (one on an upper incisor and one each on the lower incisors).

Then I panicked.

Laying on my back with my head dipped lower than my feet, I raised my upper body from the chair to address concerns about one of the more important traditions in my life -and that is drinking red wine with Andrew. He assured me that drinking wine with dinner was okay. I had to clarify that by telling him we sip wine through the course of the night -beyond dinner. "We just bought a case, Doc!" Then I had to tell his assistant that we tossed the Gregorian system long ago and use the big glass jar on our dry bar to measure time. Then I got one of those looks. Of course, I then had to tell her that each day I'm reminded how beneficial wine is for the human body.

After rinsing, drying, and affixing the speed bumps, my trays were promptly inserted. Initially, I didn't think the initial experience was too bad, really.

Spending a few hours alone stuffing cards, my acclimation was pretty easy -then again, I wasn't talking. I reminisced with Andrew upon his return home from work about our wine woes and talking was a bit difficult with the new trays. I told him to expect a call from Dr. Eric because he was going to be delivering the bad news, not me. (ha!) Andrew ran to the store to buy provisions for dinner and that sweet man bought a 1/2 case of wine... white wine!

When it came to popping out the trays for dinner, it was a bit unnerving. I could feel my heart racing as I felt like I was removing my own teeth for the pure sake of fun. Deep breath, they're out. Knowing now that I can drink white wine with the trays still in place, I won't keep them out for 90 minutes -ouch! they hurt when they get returned to the upright and locked position!

Photos forthcoming.