INVISALIGN: A (MOSTLY) LOVE STORY WEEKS 15-16 (TRAY 8)

Like a Bond girl, but not at all.

It was time for my check-up at the office. I looked forward to the visit but was scared I would be reprimanded for not wearing my aligners enough.

At my appointment, my next trays (the ninth) fit well, but the top tray did not exactly hug the bottom of my teeth (did you follow that?). There was a millimeter or two of empty tray space that hung below my top teeth and (close your eyes!) did a good job of collecting my saliva. I was told this was normal, that some trays will move my teeth more than others, and was given a 4 inch piece of white plastic to bite down on the for next few days to kind of force the trays up into position.

So for 30 seconds, a few times a day, I bit down on the plastic, until the trays hugged my teeth again. My boyfriend said it reminded him of James Bond s rebreather in the Thunderball movie. Which I’m sure means I looked pretty hot.

Next up: Feel the pain