Big things come in small packages!!

Given the vicissitudes of life, I can happily report that my small millimeter slant is now looking very strait! Its very stunning how a such a small little rubber band in a triangle configuration can manipulate not only the teeth but the arch as well and in only 2 weeks. Perhaps that is why there is a photo of an elephant on the front of my rubber band zippie bag. It has the power and force of something much larger than its humble smallness. There is still tweaking to do but I much prefer "tweaking" to "tinkering." Tweaking sounds like there is an end in sight but tinkering sounds like a project that may never end.
As miserable and painful as this rubber band wearing is, I have to say that it provides a bit of a security blanket. I am now only to wear the triangle at night. I will give it a try and hope that everything holds! Thank you Dr. J you are a brilliant artist and architect of the teeth. It requires your sharp eye and stellar focus to put such beautiful smiles on the faces of so many. What a gift a smile is not only to its wearer, but to all who benefit from seeing it beaming in their direction!!

Thought for the day..
Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through, and be silent. (Rumi)

When times are tough....."I get by with a little help from my freinds! ~beatles~"

"Cant" needs to be replaced with "CAN" 4 months post Op

cant 1  (knt)
1. Angular deviation from a vertical or horizontal plane or surface; an inclination or slope.
2. A slanted or oblique surface.

{notice the distance in the lower canine on your right side in comparison to the distance on your left.}

So Im sporting a "cant" on my lower jaw. Its small, millimeters, but in my mind it may as well be an incline only compared to Mt. Everest. 2 weeks ago, my OD mentioned that we will have to "tinker" with my teeth. The very word "Tinker" sent my heart into my gut. My limbic brain kicked into fight or flight, and I had moments of temporary insanity. 2 days ago, I saw him again, and shared  my concern about the black diamond ski slope in my mouth. I asked him if I needed to see my surgeon and have him adjust it. His chuckle and slight shaking of his head provided temporary comfort and he said "NO." I realize that I must look like a crazed woman with OCD, but I dare any one to have a saw taken to the skull bones, screws and plates left as remnants holding it all together, and the months of nerve repair and healing, to come out on the other side and shrug their shoulders when it appears to have been placed back on crooked! Now I understand that in correcting an asymmetry exact perfection  may present a challenge, but in my case, the right side of my teeth, are still not making the kind of contact one would expect after this surgery. The whole point was to align my bite so that my teeth would touch and I could chew my food like a real human, and not be on a pureed and liquid diet at a premature age. 
Solution?... Yes there appears to be one. He installed a surgical hook on my first bottom molar, and has me wearing a tiny but thick triangle rubber band. This configuration puts me on a time machine at full throttle going back in time, ohh say four months. It clenches my teeth totally shut. My words are spoken through the bondage of a tooth prison. Suffering from a cold and stuffy nose, my breathing is compromised as I suck air through the windscreen of clamped down teeth. And as far as pain goes.. can you say OUCH!! This process is pulling the bottom teeth up from the roots. The good news is that after only 2 days, Im already noticing a difference, and he chained my upper teeth which is bringing back together the "billy bob" spaces. I am a woman who has come to expect miracles every day. I have total faith in my Ortho. He has been creating beautiful smiles for years, and I have total faith in his ability to help me achieve an end result that will make us both happy. I am determined to hold out for hope and know that very soon, I will be sporting a smile as strait as a balance beam! And just for the record, I dislike the word "Cant" even when its definition is describing a slope. I say lets call a slope a slope or a slant, and discard this word "Cant" I do not believe in "Cant" only "CAN!" There is always a way to transform the shadow into light and so going forward I will refer to my lower jaw as an angle, tilt, slope, or slant. But I have a feeling that by the next time I post, there will be no need for any of these adjectives! 

"I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. 
Some come from ahead and some come from behind. 
But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see. 
Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!" ~Dr. Seuss