L woke up the other morning with blood dried onto her retainer, and she was complaining that it was cutting into her gum. She has perfect timing because B had an orthodontist appointment this afternoon and they were able to fit L in. She came out of the appointment and said, "My retainer is dead." I thought it broke and we'd have to pay to replace it, but the hygienist said L has a couple of teeth coming in and they probably erupted the night we saw blood. She also said L no longer has to wear the retainer. L was very, very happy about that! She suggested to L that we tie a string on it and hang it on the Christmas tree. B thought that was a disgusting idea. L goes back in mid-July and if the teeth have come in, it will be time to start Phase 2 of her braces.
B, meanwhile, chose red and blue for his bands - perfect for the Fourth of July. And although he thought he was going to get through the orthodontic experience
with no rubberbands, he got one put in today. He's supposed to wear it seven days a week, 24 hours a day. He doesn't even need to take it out to eat.
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