Helloooo!
Can you tell I’m excited?
*eeeep*
I GOT MY BRACES OFF!

It was a surprise from everyone except Mom, my aunt, my tata, a couple friends, and of course, my awesome orthodontist office.
The long-awaited event was scheduled for Thursday, the 14th of April (isn’t that a simply splendid date for such a momentous moment?). I was sooooo nervous the morning of because I might not have gotten my braces off at all. The doctor said if a tooth didn’t align itself correctly in the two weeks preceding the appointment, we’d have to wait a bit.
So…I didn’t know whether to get my hopes up or not.
We arrived at the orthodontist office about five minutes early for my appointment, which was scheduled for 9:40 in the morning.
I needn’t have worried, though, ’cause a minute after the doctor sat down to examine me (“Let’s see if we can delay this thing a bit!”), he pronounced me DONE (“Ahhh! I can’t find anything!”).
Done as in, like, forever. Forever and ever.
AND ever.
Anyway, the assistant snapped off my brackets and tugged off my bands (stubborn ol’ things) and pulled the whole dealio out! YAY! ‘Course, then she had to do the other jaw.
But soon enough, she set down to polishing and scraping all the left-behind cement off my teeth. Then the doctor came along and polished or something a bit more. And then, he handed me a mirror.
*gasp*
My first impression: THEY’RE HUGE!

Those brackets were hiding the real thing!
I’ve gotten used to my teeth now but still…it was pretty scary at first.
After that, I got to brush. No, I didn’t take forever at the sink. Just a little short of that.
Then the assistant came back and took impressions (to make a retainer, which I picked up the next day), gave me a balloon and a mug filled with all the candy I wasn’t supposed to eat while I had braces, and sent me off.
We visited my dad after a quick stop at a friends’ house, and even though he wasn’t supposed to know, somehow he put two and two together and got four before we told him the answer. Oh well. It was still a blast!
We got home eventually (after running some more errands and stopping for ice cream cones to celebrate…heehee!), and Naomi ran down the driveway to meet us. She berated us for being late (we’d promised to be home by noon, and it was 2 o’clock–the orthodontist appointment took a while!), hugged Mom, and then looked up…and down…and up again…
She gasped, covered her face with her hands, and whispered,
“You got them off…”
And then,
“BUT THEY’RE HUGE! That means mine are going to be even bigger!”
Heehee.
Mikah’s reaction was:
“Oh.”
Sounds like a boy, no?
Anyway, it was a great time, and I’m lovin’ my teeth! It’s definitely been worth two years of braces!