Wax is basically my best friend and my worst enemy—half the time it’s protecting my cheeks, the other half it’s just chilling on my tongue because it fell off again. I swear, there’s some secret technique nobody told me about. And yeah, jaw aches are intense. I started calling it “braces bootcamp.” My ortho said 18 months but…two years later, here I am, still rocking the metal smile. At least my wallet got a workout too.
That wax struggle is real—mine never stayed on for more than an hour before it disappeared or got all weird and crumbly. I honestly started cutting it into tiny pieces just to make it last longer, but then I worried about swallowing it... which probably happened more than I want to admit. And yeah, the timeline always seems way off. I get super anxious about whether my teeth are even moving at all sometimes. The jaw aches are the worst, especially at night. I do think it’s worth being extra careful with cleaning, though—food gets trapped everywhere and I swear that’s half the battle.
I honestly started cutting it into tiny pieces just to make it last longer, but then I worried about swallowing it... which probably happened more than I want to admit.
Can totally relate—swallowing wax is basically a rite of passage at this point. I tried to get creative and smoosh it on with a spoon once. Spoiler: didn’t help, just made my mouth taste weird. And yeah, the cleaning struggle is real. The first time I used those little proxy brushes, I felt like a dental archaeologist digging for ancient pizza crust. Braces are wild.
The first time I used those little proxy brushes, I felt like a dental archaeologist digging for ancient pizza crust.
That made me laugh way too hard—been there. Proxy brushes are both a blessing and a curse, honestly. I remember thinking I’d mastered them until I found an entire sesame seed hiding out weeks later. Wax is its own beast too; I swear half of mine ended up as accidental snacks. It feels endless now, but you’ll get through it, and your future self will thank you.
The struggle with proxy brushes is so real—I swear, they find crevices you didn’t even know existed. Here’s my little routine: brush, then floss, then poke around with a proxy brush and discover a tiny salad from last week. Wax? Half mine disappears before I even hit the bus stop. It’s a weird rite of passage, but trust me, getting rid of the underbite is worth every lost sesame seed.
