I got grills! and turned ugly…
I killed my dentist. Okay…I didn’t really kill my dentist…but I was her last patient on the night she and her family died.
She was my orthodontist when I was about 11. My grandma had paid her A LOT for my braces (braces were still very expensive back then). I had difficulty stopping thumb-sucking (yeah, liked to suck;P) when I was young, causing my front teeth to be sungki, plus I had what they called ‘bimaxillary protrusion’ (too many teeth for my small mouth).
After a few months with my upper teeth brace already installed, my dentist and her entire family (husband, son, yaya) died in a tragic accident. I was their last patient that night. I remember they were in a hurry to leave because they wanted to go to Landmark. They died that night.
I tell this story of how my dentist died (was murdered according to people) to every new dentist I went to afterwards to scare my dentists from giving me pain. It’s weird that I don’t get sick and the last regular doctor I’ve had was my pediatrician…but when it comes to dental problems, I have soooo many. I’m always on the dentist chair and I’ve even developed a high tolerance for pain. After my original orthodontist died, I went from dentist to dentist trying to continue the treatment. The braces festered on my mouth for over 3 years. Finally, we gave up and just had them taken out.
Now, at 26, I have to get braces again because my lower teeth have started moving and squishing each other. What an awful time to have braces! I’m old and single! How will I catch a boy now that I look like a high school student with these braces! AND I have been recently required to wear eyeglasses. Eyeglasses and braces! The worst combination!
