Last year when I had my yearly check up and teeth cleaning at the dentist here in Spain, they suggested that I could benefit from having braces.
I really thought that ship had sailed.
I remember being in my early teens going on and on at my Mum about having braces to fix my wonky teeth.
So Mumma Bear took me along to the dental clinic and the dentist very confidently said that I didn’t need braces, but my wisdom teeth needed removing.
So that was that. Appointment made and I had my wisdom teeth whipped out.
Oh my days I still remember the pain when I woke up. It was excruciating. Continue reading “adult braces – one month in”