I am now (now: defined as the period of time between the beginning of June and this present day) the possessor of a BitePlane. It goes directly behind the upper front teeth, and consists of a oval-ish piece of a plastic-type material which is banded to my molars. Its purpose is to push my front teeth outwards so as to not *crunch* my bottom braces (which I don't have yet!) whenever I close my mouth. At least that's what they tell me.
In order for you to fully understand the BitePlane, get a large carrot. (Yes, that's the orange thing that lives in the bottom drawer of your refrigerator along with your mom's bag of weird salad stuff, and that leftover zucchini from three years ago.) Basically, the BitePlane can be recreated with a large (1/4 inch thick) carrot "coin," wedged behind your front teeth, right where you put your tongue to say the sounds d, t, l, n, or s. If you have your carrot in right, your molars will not be able to touch, thus meaning you can't close your jaw. One gets used to it after a while, but it also means you can't chew. This was scary to me at first, because chewing my food before I swallowed it had actually become a regular habit with me. However, as I was told by a fellow BitePlane sufferer, you use your tongue as another pair of teeth and are able to eat along fine.
One definite benefit of having the BitePlane versus the RPE is the fact that I am now able to say the word "geeky." Imagine all the times you yourself use the word "geeky." Now picture poor me, unable to competently form that word. Yes, it was very pitiful.
Okay, you can spit your carrot out now :)
No comments:
Post a Comment