I'm going to do something that I've never done on my blog before; I'm going to show you why it was so important for me to get my teeth fixed and why I never smiled in my pictures. Even now, I'm embarassed to show you how I used to look.
Now you see why my confidence level was almost non-existent. Print this picture out and show it to your kids. Bet that'll scare them into properly taking care of their teeth!
My face is still swollen and I look a lot like Cindy Lou of Whoville. I can't eat anything because I can't even tell if I'm biting down on anything. Maybe I'll lose a few more pounds in the process. The foreign object in my mouth is a whole new experience and I promise you that it doesn't feel anything like real teeth. It feels like I've got a hard plastic mouth guard rubbing against my gums. I've had many nervous breakdowns and bawl baby nights over this ordeal and I almost had a stroke when I saw what I look like with the dentures out.
But you know what? I can smile again. Because of that, the whole torturous process is worth it.