Invisalign Clear Braces: Part 2 – The Fitting


My journey towards (hopefully) perfect teeth moved on a stage this month, when I had my fitting for my first set of Invisalign braces.

The appointment lasted about forty minutes, and after an examination of my teeth and some scraping to remove a bit of tartar build-up, the dentist took some x-rays of my teeth and jaw to allow him to look at how long the roots of my teeth are, and see if there were any problems which might prevent me having braces.

Luckily everything looked good (well, as good as wonky teeth can look, I guess), so we moved onto the next stage: taking impressions for the braces.  I’ve actually been through something like this before, when I had my teeth whitened, and had impressions taken for the trays I used, but I’d forgotten how unpleasant it is for those with an easily-triggered gag reflex. Like me, for instance.

Although I’m only having a brace on my lower teeth (for now), I had to have impressions taken of both the top and bottom sets, so that the Invisalign lab who make up the braces can look at the bite. This involved the insertion of huge trays filled with a putty-like substance into my mouth: luckily each tray was only there for a couple of minutes at most, but I spent that time convinced I was going to gag. Hopefully it’ll all be worth it in the end.

After that, the dentist went over exactly what will be happening next, and I had some time to ask questions. The good news is that I’ll only need to wear the brace for around six months, which is less time than I’d been expecting. Having looked at the x-rays and done a more detailed examination of my teeth, my dentist also thinks Invisalign may be able to close a gap I have in my top teeth, which has bothered me all my life. Time to get saving, I guess!

I’ll have my first brace by the end of the month. Hopefully I’ll have my straight teeth six months later!

Hi, I'm Amber, and I'm a full-time parenting/lifestyle blogger, and author of My Blogging Secrets, now available from Amazon. I live in Scotland with my husband, Terry, and baby son, Max, and you can read more about me here.

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  1. Good luck. And don’t worry, spoken from experience, it will be worth it. I had four perfectly healthy teeth extracted when I was eleven, and had to wear the old-fashioned metal brace till I was 15, but I am eternally grateful to my mother who made me do it – now I have perfect teeth, instead of the horrible buck teeth I would’ve had if I hadn’t done it. The results far outweigh the sacrifice 🙂

  2. Speaking of gag reflexes a dental impressions… I worked part-time as a dental assistant throughout high school and college (don’t even ask why, I’m now an accountant…). One day, a young boy came in, who was having impressions for an orthodontic applicance that the dentist was going to be fitting for him as a prerequesite to braces. I mixed the aligate, loaded the trays, passed the trays to the dentist, and left the room to attend to my other duties. A few minutes later, I heard the dentist shouting my name and “bring some paper towels and a bucket.” I walked into the room to find that the young boy had, of course, gagged. The dentist stood there, with his hands cupped under the boy’s mouth. To prevent making a mess of the patient and himself, he actually caught the “deposit” in his hands!

    • Oh. My. God. That’s hilarious, but I’m so glad I wasn’t there! As well as having an over-sensitive gag reflex, the sight (or even sound) of someone throwing up is guaranteed to make me want to do it too – I guess I should never take up dentistry!


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