After this post, my goal is to get to sleep and put this day behind me.
I made the decision to try Invisalign to correct my bite, which my dentists have been pushing me to do for quite some time. My teeth are shifting as I age, and the way they are shifting is causing stress to my jaw. So because I wanted to do the right thing and be responsible for my health, I went for it. Even though it cost an arm and a leg and I had to find a way to get that arm and leg to pay for it because I didn’t have any.
So I got more hours at work and I worked extra jobs all summer to make the down payment of roughly $1500. Then for the last two months I have put most of my earnings from my regular part-time job of taking care of my sweet old lady (I love her and the job) toward making the monthly payments for my Invisalign, $378 to be exact.
I love the way my smile has already changed and how quickly my teeth are moving.
But now I have to quit.
Because I had a reaction to the plastic, and the reaction got progressively worse. I was feeling poisoned, aching all over, painful joints, fatigue, blisters in my mouth. I didn’t realize the Invisalign was making me feel this way until I saw my doctor a few days ago. (He is not a “real” doctor, of course, but better than a “real” doctor because he can find the root of my problems.)
Two hours after removing the Invisaligns, my symptoms were nearly gone. Until that moment, I hadn’t fully realized the effect they were having on my body.
A little internet research revealed that reactions like mine are more common than Invisalign chooses to report, and that the FDA has issued a warning to Invisalign for improperly reporting adverse reactions. Although rare, adverse reactions DO HAPPEN.
My orthodontist thinks I had the flu and wants me to wear them another two weeks to see if I get sick again. I have never heard of a flu that lasts 6 weeks, has no fever or respiratory symptoms and is gone as soon as the Invisaligns are out of my mouth. I think she thinks I am crazy. I think she thinks it’s impossible for me to have an adverse reaction to these plastic things that are in my mouth 24 hours a day, constantly leaching pthalates into my bloodstream. I think she has no concept of health and how all systems in the body are connected. And that makes me feel uncomfortable and trapped and totally out of my comfort zone–because that is not how I roll.
So I will put my health first. And I will lose out on the money I sank into these poisonous retainers. The orthodontist won’t put the money toward regular braces even if I want them, which I don’t. She will take my money and run. I want to run, too–away from that office never to return.
I am sad. I feel like a fool.
But every once in a while everyone gets a kick in the pants. I know something good will come of this; if nothing else, it will leave me more the wiser.
Sometimes you have to try and fail.