After a couple of days I went to the dentist with my father. I was ready to put on braces. I went into the clinic lay on the chair and opened my mouth. I needed braces on my upper teeth and lower teeth. Each one needed one hour, but I am lucky because I was going to put on the top first, get used to it, then come back and do the bottom part. I got a little bored waiting and waiting just for the top part to finish, and finally it was over. I went home in pain. I couldn't really eat, but I was OK.
I went down to the school nurse to see if she could do anything, but she couldn't so I knew that I had to pay another visit to the dentist.
The dentist managed to fix them for me and I was relieved. And then it was time to put the lower braces on so I went to the dentist. After I finished putting them on I was fine, but the pain started when I woke up the next morning with the worst pain in my teeth that I had never felt before.
The pain got less every day, and finally there was no pain at all. A few days later when I was in a photo shop with my mom, to get some pictures printed for my blog, I sat down on a chair, bored out of my brains, forgot about my braces and started to bite my teeth together. I heard something go click. I felt something loose and realized that ........ I ...BROKE MY BRACES! And I said to myself that I have to pay another visit to the dentist!
Here is some advice when you have braces you gotta be careful!