Tera's Blog

After a flurry of medical appointments this week, I've come to the conclusion that I'm 33 going on 16. Why do I say this? Because I'm still getting acne breakouts (wasn't I suppose to 'outgrow' this a decade ago??) and now my dentist says I need braces. All I need to do now is to swap out my contacts for my old eyeglasses and I'll look like a bigger geek than what I was in 1988.

But dammit, I'll be smokin' at the prom!!! Err, wait...nevermind

When the dentist/orthodontist was running down my list options, he highly recommended the braces route and asked if I had any objections. I sheepishly asked what kind of time frame we were talking about because Dan and I are getting married next June.(just like the prom, but I'll be the only one wearing an overpriced dress...and the one footing the bill for the night). I really didn't relish the idea of have a mouth ful of metal for my wedding pictures.

The dentist had a bit of a chuckle and thought that I would probably have a retainer by then, if not, he could take the braces off for the wedding and put them back on afterwards. He also said he would throw in free teeth whitening as a wedding present (*SWEET!*).

Thank God for medical/dental insurance. Now if I could only get this *&^% pimple on my chin to go away...