I had orthodontics in Shanghai Ninth Hospital and had three teeth pulled out. It's been more than half a year now, and my teeth are almost all aligned. Tooth extraction is very painful. I have a diary to share with you, recording my mood at that time for your reference. The writing level is not so good, please include more. You have to put up with everything for beauty, right? It should have some impact.

Dental plastic surgery process: consulting a doctor (hit)

Shoot (strange feeling, xxx rays shine on me)

I saw my teeth intuitively. It turns out that every time I laugh, others see it ... vowing to change the way I laugh. )

Take a picture (bracket in my mouth)

Tooth separation (I put a lot of small rubber bands, which made me feel uncomfortable and a little uncomfortable)

Tooth extraction (my dear innocent three teeth! As soon as one grew a little, the doctor dug it up with superb medical skills. Second, I haven't realized it yet. It's already pulled out. Three this time, I pulled out two, a pair of up and down and pulled out one. Here comes the problem. I almost risked my life for this underdeveloped deciduous tooth. The doctor clipped it with pliers when he was cruel. However, the root is still inside. Pull out the stunted roots with a hammer, hammer, twist and pliers. The doctor still couldn't pull it out, so he found a tutor. The tutor still couldn't do it, so he found the chief physician for surgery. Half an hour ... the anesthetic was gone, and I pulled it out with severe pain. Looking into the doctor's eyes, I told myself countless times that I want to be strong. I don't know if it's a cold sweat of fear, a helpless expression or tears of regret. At that moment, the world seemed to stand still, and my heart seemed to stop beating. Close your eyes, the doctor seems to be talking, but he doesn't seem to be talking. Many nurses surrounded me and brought anesthetic. I was drugged again. I opened my mouth, closed my eyes and lowered my chin, and I didn't know what attitude I was holding. I pulled out my teeth for over an hour. When I got up from the operating table, the doctor actually said a word, but I changed from disappointment to despair: "There may be small fragments. Go and get a dental film and come back later. " After that, my feet were really weak ... To my great sadness, the doctor's name was Zhang Weijie. ) I fell down when I got home, with fever, pain, dizziness, swelling and inflammation, and N kinds of drugs. I didn't fall asleep until early morning. I have no choice but to face these bitter experiences (for a beautiful tooth, for strange eyes when others are away, for a bright smile, I can only be strong, brave and patient. After the storm, there will be a rainbow, but the storm will last for two and a half years. Never mind, come on, climb over this difficulty.