Allow me to introduce you to a Frenemy of mine – my retainer. We’ve known each other for over a decade, and though I find discomfort in his presence, I’ve always needed his guidance over the years.
|Vintage 2001 Glow-in-theDark Retainer|
Sadly, we have grown apart in the past year. Only recently did I try to rekindle our relationship, and found that we were no longer a match.
My teeth have shifted enough that the bottom row is perfectly designed to chomp into my lip on a regular basis, and they’ll only continue moving as time passes. After much deliberation and bitten lips, I’ve come to the conclusion that I’ll need braces again.
Next week I’ll be a patient yet again at my orthodontist’s office, getting normal braces on the bottom row, and clear retainers for the top. Papa, if you’re reading this, I’m sorry I didn’t wear my retainer more often. A lot of work was put into aligning my teeth, and I squandered that effort.
When I went back to my orthodontist’s office to have my teeth re-evaluated, I felt so old. Instead of checking in with the front secretary, patients now use a finger print scanner. This is not a joke. I clumsily pressed my finger on the scanner thinking, How in the world would they have my finger prints on file after all these years? Of course I received an error message that I wasn’t registered, and had to talk to the secretary anyway. It’s fascinating to see how times have changed since I had braces so many years ago.
|Maggie a la Braces, 1999|
For those of you out there that suffered through braces and now have a retainer that is aging, please learn from my mistake. Even if you only wear it once a week, you can rekindle that relationship of guard vs. teeth and maybe avoid having a second round of braces.