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« Reply #120 on: 07. April 2024, 17:05:51 PM »
Chapter Forty Seven:

An hour later, Tara sat alone in a treatment room nervously fidgeting.  She had just undergone a rigorous examination coupled with imaging.  Mona had administered most of it.  Tara thought it amazing that she was able to be so active while wearing a CTO Sleep Well brace.  Seeing how at ease she was wearing it Tara had asked how much she wore the brace.  Mona had replied that she wore it all the time.  Tara had also had a number of questions about her own knee, possible maladies, and treatments.  Mona had been very non-committal and had repeatedly told her that Dr. Morales would explain everything.

Finally, the door to the treatment room swung open.  Dr. Morales entered the treatment room, followed by Mona.  Tara couldn't take her eyes off the knee brace that Mona was carrying.

Dr. Morales did her best to smile through the extensive orthodontia in her mouth and the brace strapped around her head, neck and upper body.  Tara had already noticed that Dr. Morales had a much more severe lisp, especially on her S's, than Mona and Kylie, though they all had Miller appliances.  Tara wondered why. 

Dr. Morales made her way over and sat before she said "Mrsh. Reynoldsh, I hope you were comfortable during your exam and that Mona took great care of you."

Tara replied "she did."  She pulled her eyes off the brace in Mona's hands and made eye contact with Mona as she said "thank you."  Mona gave her a metallic smile back.

Dr. Morales continued "wonderful.  So, I guessh you are anxious to hear what we found.  I will get right to it.  First, you have a torn miniscuoush in your knee.  It ish no wonder it hurtsh.  So, what ish the treatment?  The bad newsh ish it will require shurgery.  The good newsh ish that it ish a rather minor outpatient procedure and it ish not urgent.  I would recommend you have the procedure performed in the next shix months, but we can schedule it around your life.  I am prescribing you thish Breg knee brace.  You don't need to shleep in it, but anytime you are out of bed and not in the shower you need to have it on.  Shwimming is acceptable.  Mona will fit you with it when I conclude.  So, why did thish happen?  Well, that is a little more complicated.  Mrsh. Reynoldsh, have you ever noticed how flexible you are?"

Tara replied "I guess, I just thought it was normal."

Dr. Morales continued "flexibilty is healthy.  To a point.  Yoursh however ish not in the normal range.  That ish why we did the blood work.  You show markersh for Ehlersh Danlosh Shyndrome.  Have you ever heard of Ehlersh Danlosh Shyndrome, or EDSh for short?"

Tara's felt her world crumble.  She thought of Alex.  She thought of the receptionist Kylee in her wheelchair.  She didn't respond as her mind spun with a thousand thoughts, all of them bad.

Dr. Morales saw Tara's expression change and said "this is not a death sentence.  Ehlersh Danlosh Shyndrome ish a connective tissue disorder.  It ish not uncommon, though it is widely undiagnosed.  It is much more common in femalesh than malesh.  And there ish a wide range of severity.  Fortunately, yoursh is mild.  So, are you familiar with it?  Or have at least heard of it?"

Tara responded weakly "yes.  I am friends with Alex from Dr. Millers.  She has told me all about it.  And I spoke with Kylee out front about hers earlier."

Dr. Morales said "you are friendsh with Alex?  Excellent.  So you are familiar with the KAFO bracesh I prescribed her?  They are a modern version of a knee ankle foot orthosish.  Originally developed to treat polio, they are now primarily used to treat EDSh and spinal cord injuriesh, though they differ some depending on application.  The bracesh ushed for spinal cord injuriesh are designed to be locked, holding the legsh straight.  We also integrate a hip brace, thus making it a HKAFO.  For EDSh cases though, we jusht need to provide shupport.  We DON'T want to immobolize the knee and ankle jointsh, we just want to provide support.  To prevent hyperextension and lateral instability.  They are much sleeker, smaller and lighter than old timey bracesh.  I believe an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure, so I am going to prescribe you a pair.  Before fitting you with your temporary Breg knee brace, Mona will cast you for your KAFOsh.  They should be ready in about two weeksh.  I have left a folder up front with Kylee with a lisht of instructions and a referral for your meniscush procedure.  Dr. Weaver, the surgeon, can provide more detail on that procedure and rehabilitation process.  You will be on crutches for 6-8 weeksh, so again plan it around a time that ish besht for you.   Do you have any questionsh?"

Tara looked at Dr. Morales in shock.  She had so many questions.  But didn't have any idea where to even start.  Instead, she broke down in tears.

Dr. Morales got up and sat beside Tara on the treatment table she was sitting on and wrapped her arm around her shoulder.  Mona brought some tissues over.  Dr. Morales consoled her "Mrsh. Reynoldsh, it will be ok.  It ish good that you came in now instead of waiting until thingsh got worse, and treatment would be more invasive.  Yesh, this will be a minor inconvenience.  But that ish all it will be.  You will shtill be able to live your life ash you have been.  I promise.  Look on the bright side.  You have a friend who can help you along the journey.  And we will alwaysh be here too.  It ish a lot to take in, I understand.  But your EDSh is minor.  Some patientsh are not as lucky."

As Dr. Morales squeezed her shoulders, Tara quit crying and blotted her eyes.  After a moment she said "thank you.  It just... I never imagined...  I am scared."

Dr. Morales replied "I understand.  But all of us here will do whatever we can to make it lessh shcary.  What do you say we let Mona get the moldsh of your legsh?  And then she can fit you with your knee brace.  I promise it will help with your pain and discomfort."

Tara resigned herself to her fate and said softly "ok."

Forty-five minutes later, Tara sat alone in her car.  She looked at her phone again and saw the texts from Alex.  She ignored them. She didn't have the energy or courage to reply.  Mainly she thought about Jim and her relationship with him.  It was one thing to date a woman undergoing orthodontic treatment.  But what about one with braces, headgear, leg braces, hearing aids and glasses?  Tara was heartbroken.  She realized she loved Jim.  But she didn't see any way he could love her back considering all of that.  While Dr. Morales had told her that her EDS diagnose was not a death sentence, she felt certain it was a death sentence for her and Jim's relationship.  Again, she broke down into tears.

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Re: Tara’s Misaligned Jaw (or TMJ for short)
« Reply #121 on: 07. April 2024, 17:48:12 PM »
Poor Tara. I hope Jim is secretly like many of us readers and will accept Tara's situation.

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« Reply #122 on: 07. April 2024, 20:38:52 PM »
If the situation is the death sentence for the relation to Jim, he simply will not be worth the relation.

But I think he will be better than she fears him to be.  ;)

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« Reply #123 on: 08. April 2024, 05:50:26 AM »
How devastating for poor Tara. At least she doesn’t seem to have a very athletic lifestyle…things could be so much worse for her. I’m sure Jim will be very supportive. Too bad nothing was written about his reaction to Alex’s KAFOs, perhaps intentionally? A pleasant read, and as lways a cliffhanger.

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« Reply #124 on: 08. April 2024, 17:25:40 PM »
Chapter Forty Eight:

After crying herself out, Tara dabbed at her eyes.  She looked at herself in the rearview mirror and saw she was a disheveled mess.  She knew she couldn't hide in her vehicle forever and had to get back to work.  She needed to speak with Beverly her boss and break the bad news.  Not only did Tara feel her diagnosis would be the end of her relationship with Jim, she also felt like it would surely derail her new job. 

Tara saw no choice but to face the music though.  She tried her best to touch up her makeup to make herself look presentable.  Once done, she looked down at her right leg.  The black hinged knee brace started mid-calf and ended mid-thigh.  Tara thought to herself 'of course it is my right leg, the one I use to drive.'  Fearing the worst but seeing no other option, she cranked her vehicle and headed towards the offices of Willingham, Roberts, and Bounds.

An hour later, Tara walked to her vehicle.  After they met, Beverly had told her to take the rest of the afternoon off. 

As Tara drove to Jim's, she replayed the meeting with her boss.  It had gone so much better than she expected.  She had expected Beverly to be appalled that she had made the mistake of hiring her, someone who was obviously broken and did not present the image a powerhouse law firm, not to mention a candidate for governor, would want representing them.  Instead, Beverly had been nothing but sympathetic and supportive.  Beverly had told Tara to take care of herself.  That she knew if Tara did that, Tara would take care of her job.  When Tara had explained the leg braces she would have to wear, again Beverly had been nothing but sympathetic and supportive.  Beverly had told Tara what an important member of their team she was.  Tara again explained how embarrassing it would be for Beverly, the firm, and her candidacy to have a little crippled girl working for them.  This had drawn Beverly's ire.

Tara replayed in her head Beverly looking at her sternly and saying "stop that bullshit right this minute.  Stop it.  You are not a little crippled girl.  You are a smart, driven, beautiful young woman.   One who is loved deeply.  And one who has so much more to do with her life.  I am sorry you got this bad news.  But it changes none of that.  Quit feeling sorry for yourself.  Life is sometimes not fair.  We are dealt cards we don't want sometimes.  Yet we have to play them.  Do you think I wanted to have to get braces?  No.  But I did.  And you know what?  It was the best decision I ever made.  Sometimes what we think of as a curse turns out to be a blessing.  I want you to take the rest of the day off.  I want you to go home and relax.  And I want you to show up ready to work tomorrow.  Now go."  As Tara stood, Beverly got up and made her way around her desk.  Beverly said "but before you do" and gave her a gentle hug.  Beverly said "this is all just a bump in the road of life.  I, no we, will all be here to support you.  As I am certain Jim will.  Now, go home and relax.  You have had a stressful day.  And I need you.  So, go home and rest.  And I will see you in the morning.  But if you need anything, I am only a phone call away."

As Tara drove, she counted her blessings she had such an understanding boss.  And one that was nothing like her image at all.  No, Beverly was one of the kindest and most understanding people she had ever met.  Demanding and driven?  Yes, she was.  But understanding.  Tara felt fortunate that she had met her.  Then she thought of what Beverly had said about curses sometimes being blessings.  She realized if not for the issues with her jaw and TMJ, she would have never met Beverly.  Nor would she have met Jim.

But then she told herself this was different.  She was going to have to wear leg braces.  And while her new friend Alex seemed to have adapted to them, Tara doubted that she could.

After parking in Jim's driveway, she looked at the text messages on her phone.  She had a whole string of them from both Alex and Jim.  She had ignored them, unable to figure out how to break the bad news to them.  She didn't want to give Jim the opportunity to break up with her via a text.  No, she wanted him to have to do it to her face.  But his last text read "CALL ME!!!!  I am worried sick about you."

The SUV was still running and her phone was connected, so she said "call Jim."  After a few rings it was answered.

Jim exclaimed, concern if not outright panic in his voice, "baby, are you ok?"

Tara replied "yes, I am ok."

Jim responded "why have you been ignoring my texts?  I have been worried sick.  Are you sure everything is ok?  How did your appointment go?"

Tara replied "I have bad news.  I have a torn meniscus.  I need surgery on it and am now sporting a huge, ugly knee brace."

Jim sighed and responded "oh baby, I am so sorry.  But it will be ok.  I promise.  I tore my ACL and MCL in high school.  So, I know all about knee surgery.  And isn't a meniscus tear a relatively simple procedure?  I am just so glad you got it checked out.  I am so, so sorry.  But I was fearing the worst.  And this is not it.  Where are you?  At work?"

Tara responded "I just pulled into your drive.  Beverly sent me home for the day."

Jim replied "I am on my way.  I will be there in fifteen minutes."

Tara responded "no, you don't have to.  I am sure you have things you need to do.  You don't need to drop what you are doing and come home."

Jim replied "I do need to.  And I am.  Bye."

As Tara heard the line go dead, the pit in her stomach formed.  How was she going to handle this?  She had intentionally not mentioned her Ehlers Danlos diagnosis.  What should she do?  Hide it from him until she just showed up one day wearing her leg braces?  To prolong the inevitable?  No she thought, that was not fair to him.  She made up her mind she would tell him now.  So that he could let her down easy.  In the meantime, she sent Alex a curt text, "I will call you later."  With that done, Tara opened her vehicle door and awkwardly swung her braced leg out of the vehicle.  At least she thought to herself she was able to drive currently, though it felt awkward.  She realized once she had surgery, she wouldn't even be able to drive.  Once again feeling sorry for herself, she made her way inside and started packing her belongings.

Twenty minutes later she was in their bedroom with most of her clothing laid out on what she now considered his bed, not their bed.  She hadn't heard Jim pull up, but she did hear him bellow "honey, I'm home. Where are you at?"  She responded "in here."

Moments later Jim wrapped Tara in a protective hug and said "baby, I am so sorry."

He held her a moment before he let go of her and said "we will get through this.  Really, I have already done some research on meniscus tears, and the procedure and recovery now days is simple and straight forward.  This will just be an inconvenience.  Nothing more."  He then saw all the clothing laid out on the bed.  He asked "what are you doing?  Reorganizing your wardrobe?"

Tara looked at him heartbroken.  This was it.  This was when he was going to let her down easy.  She swallowed and said "I have a torn meniscus.  But that is not all.  I was also diagnosed with Ehlers Danlos syndrome.  Like Alex.  And like her, I was prescribed a pair of leg braces.  I am packing.  I know this won't work.  I know you deserve better."

Jim stepped back, a look of disgust on his face.  Tara's heart sank even further.

He looked at her in silence, Tara wilting by the second.  Finally he spoke.  He looked at her sternly and said "you are right, this won't work."  He stepped back and wrapped her in another hug.  He said softly "I love you.  I love you too much for you to get rid of me this easily."  Tara realized it was the first time either of them had told the other they loved them.  He continued "I am so sorry baby.  But this doesn't change a thing.  You are the most amazing person in the world.  And the best thing that has ever happened to me.  We will get through this together."

As he held her, she said softly "I love you too."  She then began to cry.  He stroked the back of her head as her tears darkened his shirt.  He simply held her and petted her before he said "it is ok baby.  I will make sure it is.  Please don't cry."

She sniffled a few times and stopped crying.  She said "I am sorry."

Jim continued to hold her as he said "you have nothing to apologize for."  The truth is, he was turned on by her vulnerability.  And his body responded in kind. 

Hugged up against her so closely, Tara felt it.  She unwrapped herself from him and took a step back.  She looked down below his beltline and saw what she had felt.  She looked up into his eyes confused.

He smiled sheepishly and said "see what you do to me?"

She asked "so your aren't turned off?  You aren't repulsed by the fact I am so broken?"

Jim looked at her seriously and said "don't say that.  You aren't broken.  You are the furthest thing from broken.  And I think the answer as to whether I am turned off is pretty obvious."

She snuggled back up against him, placing her hand on the bulge below his beltline.  She said "this is not how I expected this to go.  So the other night when I was wearing Alex leg braces you didn't find me hideous?"

He leaned in and nibbled her ear, the feeling of his rough brackets brushing against her ear making her want him so badly.   He whispered "no, you were the sexiest thing I have ever seen."  He let go of her and swept her clothes off the bed.  He stepped back over to her and roughly ripped her blouse off and said "and if that surprises you, what is about to happen will blow your mind."


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« Reply #125 on: 10. April 2024, 21:08:29 PM »
Chapter Forty Nine:

Spooned up against him afterwards, Tara softy said "thank you.  Thank you for being so wonderful about this.  I was heartbroken when I got my diagnosis today.  Because I just knew it would be the end of us.  And that is what hurt me the most."

Jim turned and looked her in the eyes and said "baby, the fact that you think I could be so shallow hurts me.  I would never let something like this come between us."  He really wasn't sure what else to say so he just wrapped her in a hug.  After a bit he said "I am starving."  He gave her a sly smile and said "I burned some calories today.  What do you say we get cleaned up and I take you out for dinner."

Tara inched into him and replied "you are so sweet.  But could we just stay in tonight?  Fixing dinner with you is one of my favorite things in the whole world.  It is so much more intimate than going out.  Would that be ok?"

Jim looked at her and said "of course."  He looked at her a moment before he added "and I meant what I said earlier.  I love you."  Before Tara could respond, Jim changed the mood by playfully pinching her and exclaiming "last one in the shower is a rotten egg!"

After they had showered and dressed, Tara put her new knee brace back on and then picked up her CTO.  Jim looked over at her and asked "maybe with everything you went through today you have earned a break from that until bed time when you put in your nighttime splint?" 

Tara looked at him with a hurt expression and asked "do you not want me to put it on?"

Jim responded "no baby, not at all.  I just want you to be happy and comfortable.  I know you need it as part of your treatment.  And I know it is helping.  But maybe you have earned a break."

Tara looked at her CTO and then looked back at Jim.  She thought in silence a minute before saying "I really should be wearing it.  How about I put it on now and I take a little break when we eat?  Would that be ok?"

Jim looked at her and said "baby, of course. If that is what you want, that is what I want."

Tara looked at him and asked "would you help me put it on?"

As Jim strapped Tara into her CTO he noticed the hairs on her arms standing up.  For whatever reason, he knew she was stimulated.  Once he had her CTO on, she picked up a bag of elastics and handed them to him.  He didn't say a word, instead he simply stretched the elastics from the hooks in her mouth to the posts on her brace.  Once done, she smiled at him and said "thank you baby."

He looked at her and said "you are welcome."  He thought a moment before he added "I hate you have to wear this so much.  But you are doing such a good job."

She looked at him a moment before she said "I hate it.  But when you put it on me, it does something to me.  I don't understand it.  All I understand is that I want you.  Again.  Right this minute."  She pushed him across the room and down onto the bed.  As he looked up at her, he realized something that he couldn't explain.  He wanted this woman, wearing nothing but a huge bulky CTO brace that immobilized her from the hips up and her new knee brace that was digging into his pelvis, more than he had ever wanted anything in his whole life.  He didn't understand why, but at the moment he didn't care.  He simply went with it.

The next morning as she readied herself for work, Tara heard her phone ring.  She stepped away from the sink and picked it up.  She saw it was Alex.  Tara answered "I am so sorry Alex.  I totally meant to call you back last night.  I got sidetracked."

With an edge to her voice Alex said "what is going on?  Is everything all right?  You have been ignoring my texts and calls for damn near 24 hours.  I am worried.  What is going on?  Are you ok?  Or are we not friends anymore?"

Tara responded "oh no, that's not it at all.  I am so sorry.  I didn't mean to worry you.  Yesterday was just so crazy.  I didn't even know what to say."  With that she launched into telling Alex all about her day.

Once she was done, Alex said "oh wow.  Ok, I get it.  I am not mad at you anymore.  I am really sorry."

Tara said "it is ok.  I mean it has to be right?  I don't really have a choice."

Alex responded "it will be ok.  And can I tell you the truth?  I hate you are getting leg braces like me.  But part of me is happy.  So I won't feel so alone.  Hey, what color are you going to get?  I regret just getting the plain white.  But like you, I was so shell shocked when I got my diagnosis I was in a daze.  You should totally get something fun.  Maybe the cosmo pattern?  Or the tie dye?"

Tara replied "I haven't even really thought about it.  I just told them white, like yours."

Alex said "no way."  She went silent a minute before she asked "what are you doing tonight?"

Tara answered "I don't have any plans.  I guess I need to check with Jim, he already left for work."

Alex said enthusiastically "well when you talk to Jim tell him you have a girls night out planned with me.  Hey, you and Aubrey are friends too!  I will recruit her.  We will have a big time.  And I will prove to you that KAFOs aren't the end of the world."

It was just before 7 pm when Tara heard the bell ring and a loud knock on her apartment door.  She had already finished getting ready for the evening. As she picked up her purse, she stopped and looked at herself in the mirror.  She thought the sexy little black dress with matching strappy heels she had on looked good.  She made a note that she needed to wear this more often.  For Jim.  With that thought, she went to the door.  She opened it to find Alex and Aubrey standing there.  Alex was dressed in a sexy red dress that showed some cleavage.  The hem of the dress was at her knees, which showed off her toned tan legs encased in their stainless and white KAFOs.  She looked great.  Behind her stood Aubrey.  She was wearing a tight black skirt that ended above her knees paired with black knee high boots with a white top and a stylish denim jacket.  She also looked great.  But what really caught Tara's eye was Aubrey's smile.  Running across her straight pearly white teeth was a stainless wire.

After they had all hugged and said their hellos, Tara looked at Aubrey and said "so, did you finally break down and start treatment?"

Aubrey responded "no, thish is just my new retainer.  I hadn't worn my retainer in years, but since I am working at an orthodontisht office, I figured I better start.  But my old one wouldn't fit.  Sho Dr. Andi made me a new one.  She said a few of my teeth have shifted, so she made me thish one to push a few teeth back and line everything back up.  She wantsh me to wear it 24/7 the next six weeksh at least. But thish lishp sucksh.  I will be cheating tonight."  Alex turned and eyed Aubrey.  Aubrey replied to her "skipping a few hoursh won't hurt."

They had been driving only a few minutes, Aubrey in the backseat and Tara in the front passenger seat, when Tara asked "where are we going?"

Alex said "we are going to my place.  To drop my car off.  And then ubering.  I am guessing there is no way any of us will need to be driving later."  She then said "shit, I should have had you grab your CTO brace in case you don't make it home tonight.  Welp, we aren't on a schedule" as she pulled over into the left turn lane and then made a u-turn.

After retrieving her brace, Tara put it in the backseat beside Aubrey.  Once again they began to make their way towards Alex'.  Aubrey eyed the CTO brace and said "I know a lot of people have to wear these, including you two, but I don't see how.  I could never wear one."

As they staggered into Alex' apartment 5 hours later leaning on each other, giggling and chattering about their night, they found Marc was still up waiting for them.  Seeing the three women he laughed and sang "Jose Cuervo, you are a friend of mine" and laughed again.  He said "looks like you had fun.  I am glad, I will get you each a water and then get the sofa sleeper pulled out in the office.  And let you fight over who sleeps where."  As Marc made his way to the kitchen, the three women all crowded onto the couch.

After each had taken big swigs from their bottles of water, Alex stood and wrapped Marc in a hug and gave him a drunken sloppy kiss.  She slurred "baby, you are juss the best.  I love you so musch."  She then disappeared down their hall.  Tara looked at Marc and said "I guess I better get home.  If I can get an uber."

Marc looked at her and said "just stay here.  It is after midnight.  I don't think it is a good idea for either of you to be ubering by yourself.  I can take everyone home in the morning. Wait, it already is morning.  If you really want to go home, I will take you right now.  But, I think it would be better to do it after you have gotten a little sleep.

Tara looked at him before she said "no absolutely not."  She looked at Aubrey to see what she thought, and found Aubrey was already nodding off.  Tara argued "no, I need to get home.  Jim will be worried." 

She looked up when she heard Alex say "no he won't.  I already tesht him and toll him we had another shtraight tequila night and you were shtaying here.  He toll me to take care of you and to tell you how musch he lovesh you.  And that he ish glad we had fun."  Alex made her way over and roughly shook Aubrey. 

Aubrey woke with a start and said "huh, what, huh?"

Alex said "you need to get to a bed.  Marc pulled out our sofa sleeper and made it.  Ish your headgear in your purse?"

Even in her inebriated state, the look on Aubrey's face turned to embarrassment.  She said "no!  That was supposed to be a secret."

Alex said "you are silly."  She shifted her body towards Marc and said "sweetie, would you run to my car and get Tara's CTO?  We forgot to grab it.  And would you hand me Aubrey's purse."

Marc said "sure babe" before he grabbed Alex keys and and Aubrey's purse.  After he handed Alex the purse, he headed towards the door and disappeared outside. 

Alex turned her body back towards Aubrey as she unzipped her purse.  She chided Aubrey "I told you to bring it just in case."  As she cut her eyes down to see into the purse she said "and good girl, you did."  Tara watched as Alex withdrew a retainer case and handed it to Aubrey.  Aubrey popped it open and withdrew her appliance.  It was the first time that Tara had gotten a close look at it outside of her mouth as Aubrey had placed it in the case earlier when she was riding in the back seat.  Tara realized it looked much bigger and more complicated that any Hawley retainer she had ever seen.  The pink acrylic that ran along the roof of her mouth was split into a Y pattern with three separate expander screws.  In addition there were wires that wrapped around the back of her molars and ended in little hooks.  Tara recognized it as a removable expander.  With a pout on her face, Aubrey inserted the appliance and seated it on her upper arch.  She then withdrew another appliance that Tara had missed earlier.  It only had one split in it, with an expander screw that would be behind Aubrey's front teeth.  But this lower appliance also had two wires with acrylic pads that ran down in front of it, and where it would rest over her molars was solid built-up acrylic.  Tara watched as Aubrey struggled to get it seated over her lower teeth.  Once she did, Tara realized she had not been wearing it earlier when she showed up at her apartment.  Because now unlike then Aubrey's lower lip bulged outward like she had a dip in her mouth and she was unable to completely close her mouth, a gap between her upper and lower arch.

Alex said "good girl" before she pulled a Miller headgear out of Aubrey's purse.

Aubrey said "plea, I doh wah to wear ah in fruh of anon.  Plea?"  Tara realized then how much of a speech impediment it caused her friend.

Alex brushed aside her objection as she untwisted the straps and said "you are among friends here.  And we all have to wear some type of extraoral device ourselves.  So, you don't get off that easy.  At least you and Marc don't have the neck brace component to deal with."

Aubrey gave up, a look of defeat mixed with embarrassment on her face, as Alex placed the plain white face frame against her face and attached the straps around her neck and head.  She then attached the oversized chincup and attached 4 elastics from it to the hooks on her upper appliance.  Aubrey simply studied her lap, the embarrassment apparent.  Alex said "quit being so dorky about this.  You look cute in it."

Aubrey looked up at her and said "I luh awlf eh it."

Tara said "no you don't.  It just looks like you are a patient of Dr. Miller and Bender" and gave her a smile.  The front door opened and Marc reappeared holding Tara's CTO.  Tara said "I am going to put my CTO on now.  Oh crap!  I forgot my night-time appliance."  She looked at Alex and asked "what should I do?"

Alex said "skipping one night without it isn't the end of the world.  Just keep your day splint in and put your CTO on."  She added loudly so that Marc was sure to hear "and my baby Marc is just about to put his brand new headgear on too.  Isn't he?"

As Marc handed Tara her brace he replied "of course, it is pretty hard to cheat with you sleeping beside me" as he started down the hall towards their bedroom.

Alex giggled before she shouted behind him "sleeping...and other things..."  He stopped, turned and looked at Alex.  She simply winked at him.  She then turned her attention back to Aubrey and said "Aubs my dear, pain is beauty.  Shpeaking of beauty, letsh get you to your bed."

Alex and Tara stiffly helped Aubrey onto the pullout couch and had just gotten her tucked in when Marc appeared in the doorway.  He asked "you got it under control?"  Tara turned her body and looked at him.  On his face was a Miller headgear with not one but two facebows attached to it.  With his mouth closed there was about a half inch gap between them where they disappeared into his mouth.  Making it stand out even more, the face frame was blue, white and black.  Tara realized it was a water and wave pattern.

She asked "Marc, is that new?  I thought you said you didn't have to wear headgear."

He smiled and said "well, I didn't.  But now I do.  Boy do I."

Alex said "and you are the cutest thing in the world in it."  She walked over and wrapped her arm around him.  She looked over at the bed and asked "Aubs, you good?"  Alex saw she had already passed out.

Alex said "I'm sorry, I hope you don't mind the couch.  We will grab you some pillows and covers." 

After helping Tara get tucked in best she could, Alex leaned over awkwardly and gave Tara a hug.  She said "we had fun tonight!  Leg bracesh and all!"  Up close like this, Tara could see why Alex had been lisping since they got back to the apartment, she had put her removable tongue crib in.  Marc was standing across the room watching as Alex whispered "and ignore any noises you hear coming from the bedroom.  He really doesn't like his headgear.  But I plan to make him forget about it."  She gave Tara a wink and straightened up.  As she made her way to Marc, Tara heard her say "come on shtud."

The next morning, everyone was up but Aubrey.  Marc was as energetic and happy as Tara had ever seen him.  He was still wearing his headgear as he worked on cooking some eggs and toast.  Tara and Alex sat stiffly looking straight ahead at the small dining nook sipping their iced coffees through a straw.  Both were still wearing their CTOs.  They were unaware that Aubrey was awake until they heard Marc cheerfully say "good morning sunshine.  I already made you something to drink."  Alex and Tara shifted in the chairs to see that Aubrey had taken off her headgear.  She took the coffee from Marc and thanked him before she made her way over to the other ladies.  As she sat down, Alex asked "how ya feeling princessh?"

Aubrey said "I feel pretty good actually."  Tara could see from the silver wire running across her upper teeth she was wearing her upper appliance.  But from her speech she could tell she had removed her lower.

Alex said "good.  But did you lose something?"

Aubrey retorted "I can't talk with the lower.  And the headgear was hurting when I woke up.  I will put on later."

Alex eyed her warily before she said "seriously Aubs, you need to do better.  Dr. Bender and Dr. Miller will know.  You are so, so lucky that Dr. Bender is letting you do removable expanders.  But you have to wear them.  You know what will happen if you don't."

Aubrey frowned before she said "I know.  But it's so hard.  And embarrassing."

Alex said "it getsh easier.  You have got to wear your expanders, or retainers as you described them to Tara, 24/7 and get your 16 hoursh in with the headgear.  Or I know what will happen.  You will end up in a Miller appliance and a CTO brace.  Or even worsh, that new device Dr. Miller ish collaborating on with Dr. Moralesh.  I know he wants to try it on some patients so badly."

Tara didn't know what Alex was talking about, but Aubrey obviously did as her eyes went wide.  She stood and went back towards the guest room.

With her gone, Alex said "Aubs is so mortified by her expanders.  Obviously they aren't just simple retainers.  They are removable Schwarz expansion appliances.  Dr. Bender gave her the option to try them instead of a fixed Miller appliance.  Dr. Miller pushed for the Miller, but she overruled him.  Good for her." 

A few minutes later she returned.  She was wearing her headgear and from the bulge in her lower lip it was obvious she was also wearing her lower appliance.

Tara asked "what new device is he working on now?"

Alex said "it was actually Dr. Moralesh' idea.  Are you familiar with a halo brace?" 

Tara said "yes, the neck brace that is screwed into the skull.  They look barbaric."

Alex reached up, removed her tongue crib, and said "I agree.  I understand they are a medical necessity sometimes.  But Dr. Morales' idea was to somehow integrate a Crane appliance, it is a protraction device that utilizes an Aspen collar neck brace, into a halo brace.  We have a patient who is wearing both now and they have come up with a prototype that combines the two.  Can you imagine?  A protraction brace that is screwed into your skull?  He already announced that his poor wife Megan would be going into one as soon as they are satisfied with the final design.  That poor, poor woman.  She has been through so much.  And all while raising two children.  But he wants to test it out before he starts using it on patients and I understand she volunteered.  He has already asked if any of us would be willing to try it.  Of course we all said no.  But I think he and Dr. Morales are just itching for an excuse to prescribe one."  She then shifted in her chair and said "Aubs, you better wear your current devices like you are supposed to.  Or else."

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« Reply #126 on: 11. April 2024, 06:19:13 AM »
Did you hack my computer and read some of the upcoming chapters from the story I have been writing? If not, we think alike.

Nice work. This is a great story with something for everyone.

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« Reply #127 on: 11. April 2024, 11:15:05 AM »
This really is a wonderful story!  :)

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« Reply #128 on: 12. April 2024, 17:21:20 PM »
Chapter Fifty:

What Alex didn't know as she was describing this new halo protraction device was that across town Dr. Miller was with Dr. Morales at her clinic finishing up the very first prototype.  Dr. Miller stepped back to admire it before exclaiming "it is amazing Olivia.  And such a great idea.  I bet this will prove to be the most efficient and effective protraction device ever invented.  And it will have the dual benefit of providing the utmost in cervical stabilization.  I think the red wool is just the cutest touch too.  Red is her color, this was so thoughtful of you.  Megan will look amazing in it."

Dr. Morales turned her body towards Dr. Miller as she was of course wearing her CTO and said "I think you are correct.  So how ish she doing with the idea?  I wash shurprised she volunteered to be our firsht trial patient."

Dr. Miller smiled at her and responded "well, she was actually excited at first.  She is just the best patient, always wanting what is best for her treatment.  But the last few days she has become increasingly nervous.  She is worried about how much it will hurt.  And honestly I can't blame her.  It is one thing to have little screws drilled into one's mouth.  But having these big bolts drilled into the skull?  That seems like a whole other level."

Dr. Morales said "well, I can tell you from experience that it ish the exact opposite.  I doubt you know thish about me, but I wore a halo brace when I was 13 years old.  I fractured my neck in a diving accident.  That experience is why I became so intrigued with orthopedic medicine and went to medical school.  And I can assure you a miniscrew assisted palatal expander ish much more intense and painful.  The mouth ish so much more shensitive.  And we are constantly using it.  Megan will feel a lot of pressure during the installation of her halo.  And she will likely have soreness around the pin sightsh for one to three days.  But afterwardsh, assuming you two both do your job with pin hygiene and avoid infection, she won't even feel them.  That ish very different that thish palate expander.  I am aware of it every waking moment.  And at leasht a halo brace doeshn't make a patient talk like a toddler."

Dr. Miller looked at Dr. Morales and replied "hogwash Olivia, you are speaking wonderfully.  I wouldn't even know you have an expander in your mouth if I hadn't placed it there."

Dr. Morales rolled her eyes and said "yeah, shure.  Between thish lishp, this huge gap between my teeth, and thish tongue crib hanging down in the middle of my mouth whenever I open my mouth it ish impossible to missh.  Sho many patients comment or ashk me about it.  And the harder I try to shpeak clearly, the worsh I do.  Like now."

Dr. Miller said "it is a process Olivia.  And you are doing great.  At your next appointment we will assess how much progress we have made correcting your tongue thrust habit.  Maybe we can switch you over to a removable crib so you can remove it when talking with patients.  Maybe.  Again, this looks great and it was an incredible idea.  Let me run home, I am going to try to spoil Megan a little today.  We will be back here at 3 pm.  Thank you so much for agreeing to install it on a Saturday."

Dr Morales replied "of course, it ish my pleasure.  I am sho excited to shee how effective it ish too.  And I think it ish a good idea to install it on a Shaturday, that way you can be by her side for the first 36 hoursh.  That is alwaysh the toughest for the patient."

Dr. Miller smiled "Megan is a trooper.  I know she will adjust to it in no time.  Again, thank you, I will see you later today."

At 2:45 that afternoon, Dr. Miller and Megan pulled in and parked in the lot of the medical complex where Dr. Morales' office was located.  Being a Saturday, they were able to get a space close to the main entrance.  Turning off the vehicle, Dr. Miller turned towards Megan and took her hand.  He asked "how is my kitten doing?  I hope she enjoyed today."

Megan turned her head and looked at him, giving a forced smile.  For once, it was not obscured by any type of protraction device.  She said "yes sir, I had a wonderful time.  Thank you.  Lunch was incredible."

Dr. Miller smiled and said "good!  And do you like your new corset?  You will be able to wear it with your halo."

Megan said "yes sir, I do love it.  I look forward to wearing it for you."  She went silent a moment before she said "but I am scared.  I am scared this will hurt.  And I won't be able to drive.  Kitten will miss being able to go out on her own.  She will miss seeing her friends."

Dr. Miller stroked her hand as he replied "kitten, once you get used to your new brace, there is no reason not to go out.  Uber is just a few clicks away.  And you know I will always do whatever I can to make my kitten happy and healthy.  This is for your own good.  Do you remember what Dr. Morales said?  Wearing this halo for as little as three months might completely cure your cervical posture issues?  And you could then wean yourself off your CTO, just wearing it at night for six to twelve months until you are completely free of it?  That is exciting."

Megan said "yes sir, that is exciting."  The look on her face betrayed her true feelings though.

Dr. Miller read the fear and trepidation on her face and assured her "kitten, you are an angel.  And every angel has a halo.  I love you so much and am so proud of you.  Let's go get my angel her halo."

After letting the pair in through the locked main front doors, Dr. Morales led the pair into her office and into a treatment room.  Upon entering the room, Megan's eyes instantly locked onto the white plastic brace with its red wool padding.  It looked like it had red trim.  Beside the plastic body brace was a black halo and an assortment of matching black bars, bolts and screws.  Megan asked softly "is that it?"

Dr. Morales replied "yes Megan, that is your brace.  Please get comfortable on the table.  The first step is to administer some local anesthesia.  The shots will sting a little.  While the anesthesia takes effect I will go over care, dos and don'ts, and little tricks and tips other patients have shared with me."

Megan's eyes were shut as Dr. Morales administered the shots.  Dr. Miller was holding her hand.  From the way Megan's hand clamped down on his during every shot he could tell they hurt her.  He cooed "it is ok baby.  You are doing so good.  Only a few more."

Thirty minutes later, Dr. Morales slipped around the back of Megan and reached up and touched the back of her head.  Megan did not respond.  Dr. Morales asked "Megan, did you feel that?" 

Megan responded "no."

Dr. Morales then placed her fingers on Megan's forehead and asked "how about that?"

Megan again responded "no."

Dr. Morales gave her a smile and said "we are ready to begin your installation.  Did you wear a sports bra with a clasp closure?"

Megan responded "yes."

Dr. Morales instructed "Megan, please take your top off and strip down to your bra.  I think since you are nursing, that will make the mosht sense for you.  However, you can wear a liner.  We have already gone over the proceduresh and compatible garments.  Or you can not wear anything under it.  I have added extra wool padding underneath the brace though if you do want to wear it against your body.  It ish completely up to you.  Find what ish most comfortable for you.  You will have a lot of time to experiment."

Dr. Miller looked on as Dr. Morales first placed the white and red body brace over Megan's head, settling it on her shoulders.  Dr. Morales adjusted the shoulder straps, and then tightened the side straps.  Next, using a ratcheting screwdriver Dr. Morales installed the four vertical bars that would connect the halo ring to the body brace.  Once that was done, she affixed the halo to the rods.  After a few adjustments, Dr. Morales walked around Megan examining her from all angles.  Dr. Morales proclaimed "that looks good.  Now Megan, I will shave two patches on the back of your head where your rear pins will be placed."

Megan turned her head at looked at her husband.  She said "my hair?  No, not my hair."  She looked to be on the verge of tears.

Dr. Miller scooted over beside her and took her hand.  He looked her in the eyes as he said "it will be ok kitten.  You don't want your hair to get wrapped up in the screws.  And it will be easier to keep it clean while the skin heals.  It will be ok baby, your hair will still be the most beautiful hair in the world."  He wrapped her in a hug, immediately realizing how much more awkward intimate contact would be between them with Megan in the brace.  Releasing her, he stood.

Dr. Morales instructed "Megan, carefully lean your head forward as far as it will go.  Obviously this is different than how I would approach a spinal cord injury, I would have already shaved them.  But your case is a little different."  As Megan leaned her head forward until it contacted the halo ring, Dr. Morales continued "Dr. Miller, will you please hold Megan's hair as instructed?"  Dr. Miller stepped over and gently placed his hand under the back of Megan's head and lifted her hair.  Dr. Morales said "excellent, now both of you don't move until I am finished."  A few minutes later, Dr. Morales was done.  Megan looked down sadly at a few tufts of her red hair that had fallen on the floor in front of her.

Dr. Morales walked over and returned with four pointed bolts with lock nuts on them.  She said "so, now I will install the pins.  Megan first I will tighten them until they all contact your skin.  Then, I will tighten them two turns each until they are seated at the appropriate depth.  You will feel pressure."

Megan couldn't feel the pins when they first contacted her skin.  But as Dr. Morales used a beefy T-handled driver to drive them into her skull, she began to feel the pressure.  As Dr. Morales methodically worked around her alternately tightening them as she went, the pressure became pain.  Dr. Miller was studying his wife's face intently during the procedure.  He said "Dr. Morales, can we take a break?  I think Megan is in pain."

Dr. Morales looked down at her and said "she will be ok" as she continued tightening a bolt into Megan's forehead, a thin line of blood seeping out around it.  Dr. Morales moved around and began tightening one of the bolts inserted into the back of Megan's head.

Dr. Miller could see Megan's eyes clamped shut, her face pinched up and her lip quivering, before a tear ran down her face.  Dr. Miller commanded "STOP!  Give her a minute."

Dr. Morales turned in surprise and surveyed Dr. Miller with a cold glare.  She said "Dr. Miller, I am the expert here.  We will finish up tightening her pins and then we will take a break.  It will hurt less overall if I do it this way, like ripping a bandaid off.  Ok?"

Dr. Miller made eye contact back with her but didn't say a word.

Dr. Morales again said "ok."  It was not a question.

Dr. Miler looked at his wife, who seemed to have calmed some, and then back at Dr. Morales.  He said "ok."

As Dr. Morales continued tightening the pins, Dr. Miller talked to Megan.  He said "you are doing so good.  She is almost done.  Just a few more.  Just think about Jamaica.  Think about the boys.  Think about how much I love you.  Baby, I wish I could take some of the pain.  But you are so strong.  So brave.  You are doing so good.  I am so proud of you.  It will be over here in just a minute.  Oh baby, you are so beautiful.  I promise..."

He was interrupted by Dr. Morales announcing "all done.  All I need to do is lock these lock nuts.  How are you doing Megan?"

She opened her eyes and sniffled before saying "they hurt.  It hurts."  She sounded wounded, and it tore Brad up.  He wondered if he had made the right decision letting Dr. Morales install what looked like a medieval torture device on his wife.

Dr. Morales stated flatly "that is normal.  Pin installation can be a little traumatic.  But we are done.  It will be smooth sailing from here.  I am going to phone in an antibiotic and pain prescription for you.  So, Dr. Miller, I will let you be in charge of installing the protraction module.  You know what angle it should be set at."

Dr. Miller didn't move.  He simply looked into Megan's eyes.  He was hurting too.  He said "I am so sorry baby.  But that is over."  Almost as if trying to convince himself he said "we will be so glad we are doing this when it is all over.  Now let me fit your protraction bar.  I will be so gentle.  I promise."

As Dr. Miller walked over to the counter, Dr. Morales finished locking the pins in place.  Arriving back, Dr. Brad held up the protraction bar.  It was stainless steel, which was in contrast to the black halo supports and ring.  He explained "baby, I am going to attach this to the front bars of your halo.  I can adjust it up and down until it is the perfect angle.  I am so proud of you."

Taking an allen wrench, Dr. Miller loosened the clamps on either end of the \_/ shaped bar.  He slipped one and then the other over the front vertical supports of the brace so that the bar was oriented closer to Megan's face.  In the middle of it were several vertical posts.  Once he had it attached to the vertical supports but still loose enough to slide up and down, he positioned it where he wanted, slightly below Megan's mouth.  Once satisfied he tightened the bolts until it was held securely in place.  He explained "Megan baby, I have positioned the bar inward to start.  This will mean less pressure and discomfort for you.  Depending on our progress, I may flip it around later to increase the force.  But not now."  He looked at his wife.  She looked pained and sad.  He said "oh baby, I know this is hard.  But it will be worth it.  I promise you I will make it worth it."

He turned and looked at Dr. Morales and asked "do you need to do anything else?  Are you done with the installation?"

Dr. Morales replied "yesh, I am all done except for a few followup instructions.  But I don't think you are done.  That protraction bar isn't going to do her any good without some elastics hooked up to it."

Dr. Miller looked at his poor Megan and then back at Dr. Morales.  He said "maybe tomorrow.  This is a lot for her."

Dr. Morales said "well that isn't a very good example to set is it?  But you are the orthodontist."

Dr. Miller was a bit taken back by the comment.  And Dr. Morales overall harshness during the appointment.  He responded "yes, I am."  He walked over in front of Dr. Morales and said softly, hoping Megan wouldn't hear, "is this pay back for making you wear a tongue crib?  I know you hate it but you need it.  If you are mad it me though, take it out on me.  Not her."

Dr. Morales softly said in return "no, this is not some kind of payback.  This is just me as a medical professional thinking you should not play favorites because she is your wife.  Let me ask you something?  If that was my Kylie, she is going to be getting one of these by the way, sitting over there instead of Megan, would you have the same attitude?  Or would you install her elastics and tell her it was for the best?"

Dr. Miller looked at Dr. Morales silently in thought.  He simply nodded his head and turned back towards Megan.  As he sat down beside her she blindly groped with her hand unable to turn her head in his direction.  He took it.  Once he did she said "it is ok.  I know it is part of my treatment.  And for my own good."  Dr. Brad wrapped her in a hug.  Letting go of her, he said "ok baby."

After he had installed a pair of elastics running from the hooks in her mouth to the posts on the protraction bar attached to her halo, he examined the brace.  After a moment he said "it actually is amazing.  The angle and amount of force will be exact and constant."

Dr. Morales added "and she will have zero movement of the cervical spinal region.  Zero.  So, this is a win/win.  Megan, you did great.  What do you say Dr. Miller gets you home?  You can stop on the way home and pick up your prescriptions.  I will see you out and help you into your vehicle.  It will be an adjustment getting in and out of a vehicle with your new halo."

As Dr. Miller followed along behind Dr. Morales, his arm wrapped protectively around Megan, he wondered again about Dr. Morales.  He wondered about the callousness she had displayed earlier.  He had never seen that side of her.  He wondered if she was really telling the truth about this not being some kind of payback towards him, through his innocent wife, for the discomfort his orthodontic treatment was causing her.  Dr. Miller thought to himself 'well if so, two can play that game.'  He smiled as he thought about Dr. Morales upcoming orthodontic adjustment.  He thought to himself 'if she thinks her current tongue crib and expander are bad, she is really going to hate what is coming'.

 

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« Reply #129 on: 12. April 2024, 18:45:04 PM »
Dentists sometimes have not only a little sadistic attitude, and so do orthodontists...  ;)

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« Reply #130 on: 15. April 2024, 20:54:43 PM »
Chapter Fifty One:

Dr. Miller lovingly helped Megan into the front seat of the vehicle, he had driven their BMW SUV thinking it would be easier for Megan to get in and out of than their Tahoe or Lexus ES, being very careful that she avoided hitting her head or her halo brace against anything.  Dr. Morales had already explained to both that Megan would be very sensitive to anything hitting against the halo or any of the vertical bars.  Once she was seated, both realized that riding in a vehicle with a halo brace would be an adjustment.  He raised the seat up so that she wasn't leaned back looking at the headliner of the vehicle.  Dr. Miller asked her if she was ok.  She replied "yes sir, thank you."  He patted her hand and once again told her how proud he was of her before buckling her seat belt.  After closing the door, he turned and looked at Dr. Morales.

Before he could speak, she said "she will adapt quickly.  She ish a tough cookie.  But if there are any issues, please call or text.  I will give you a call tomorrow to check on her.  Thank you.  And tell Megan thank you as well.  I will see you next week at my appointment.  Maybe we can take thish awful tongue crib out?"  She gave him a big hopeful smile.

Dr. Miller looked at her and said "we will certainly take a look and see how you are doing.  I look forward to our appointment.  You are making progress.  And doing so well wearing your CTO.  But I would expect that from you.  Now, let me get my wife home.  I know this has been hard on her.'  As Dr. Miller walked around the vehicle to get in the driver's seat, he thought to himself 'well Olivia, I promise you won't be getting your tongue crib off.  Oh no.  We are going to have to get aggressive to break your habit.'

Pulling into the parking lot of the pharmacy, Dr. Miller said "I will be as quick as possible.  They should have the prescriptions filled so it shouldn't take long.  I will leave the car running for you."

Megan asked "sir, can I go in with you?"

Dr. Miller finished pulling into the parking spot and put the vehicle in park.  He looked over at her and said "of course kitten.  But do you really want to?  I know this will take some getting used to."

Megan, having no choice but to stare straight ahead, said "yes sir, I would like to.  I know there will be stares.  But I need to get used to life in my new brace."

Dr. Miller said "of course baby.  You are just the most amazing person in the world."

After opening the passenger side door, he gently helped Megan get her KAFO encased legs out of the vehicle.  Then he gently wrapped his arms around her torso and helped her lean forward and scoot forward on the seat.  Once her head was clear of the door frame, he helped her to a standing position.  He looked at her and said "you are the most beautiful woman in the world.  An angel."

He closed the car door, hit lock, and took her hand.  He walked with her hand in hand into the pharmacy and made their way to the back.  Approaching the back counter glass he could see his patient Margaret filling a prescription.  Once she had dropped the orange bottle into the envelope, she sealed it and placed it in a tray with others.  She then looked up and saw Dr. Miller looking at her.  She momentarily got a deer in the headlights look.  She was not wearing her facemask.  She regained her composure and waved.  She finished filling one more prescription, placing it alongside the others, and made her way to the counter.

She said "Dr. Miller, what a surprise.  Are you here to pick up a prescription?  I didn't see your name on anything."  She then noticed Megan, who was standing behind Dr. Miller.  As if trying to hide.

Dr. Miller said "no Margaret, the prescriptions would be under my wife's name, Megan Miller."  He turned to his wife and said "baby, I would like you to meet one of our patients, Margaret Stone.  She and her two daughters are all in treatment with us."  He turned back towards Margaret and said "Margaret, I would like to introduce you to my amazing wife Megan.  She just had a halo brace installed.  The prescriptions are for her.  There should be four; an antibiotic, a pain pill, a sleep aid and a steroid." 

Megan shyly stepped closer.  She would have had her head down if she had the option.  But she didn't.  She demurely stuck her hand out.  As the two gently shook hands, Margaret said "oh Megan, it ish such a pleasure to meet you.  I hate we are meeting under these circumstances though.  I hope you aren't in any pain.  But if you are, the percocet should take care of that.  You poor thing.  Were you in an accident?"  She then noticed the protraction bar and the elastics stretching from it into her mouth.  Margaret asked "is it hooked up to your mouth too?"  The look on her face was a mix of horror and confusion.

Megan replied "it is a pleasure to meet you.  No, I was not in an accident.  It is to treat my Ehlers Danlos.  And it is a part of my orthodontic treatment.  I have to wear a protraction device full time as part of my treatment.  Brad devised a way to use my halo so I don't have to wear an additional protraction brace.  I was in CTO brace and facemask. This is taking the place of that.  And yes, I am sore.  But at least I don't have anything on my face."

Dr. Miller said "that is right baby.  You won't have to wear your facemask or CTO while you are in your halo.  You know a lot of my patients wear headgear or facemasks.  Or at least they are supposed to."  He turned and looked at Margaret.

Margaret had a guilty look on her face.  She was busted, she was supposed to be wearing hers fulltime on the weekends.  And she obviously wasn't.  She looked at Megan and said "I know, it is really hard.  So hard.  I wear a facemask too.  I just can't bring myself to wear it in public.  Even though I am supposed to wear it all the time on the weekends.  But I work every other Saturday, we alternate.  I just can't wear it here.  What would everyone think?  And say?"

Megan said "I wore my facemask out.  It was red.  I thought it was cute.  I got a lot of looks.  And some questions.  But I liked wearing it.  But this halo brace is a whole other animal."

Dr. Brad said "we can talk about it at your next appointment Margaret.  Maybe I can come up with something to make compliance easier for you.  But for now, my darling needs to get home."

Margaret said "of course.  Let me grab your scrips."

She returned a few minutes later.  While she explained the prescriptions; dosages and schedule; one of the younger girls working at the pharmacy rang up the purchase.  Dr. Brad inserted his debit card and entered his pin number.  As the transaction went through, Margaret said "I will do a better job.  I promise.  I will put it on as soon as I get home." 

Dr. Miller said "well, if you have it with you, you could put it on right now."

Margaret replied "I don't, it is laying on my bedside table.  But really, I will do better."

The younger girl handed Dr. Brad his receipt and a bag with all the prescription in it.  He took them and said "I know you will Margaret.  I know you will.  We can discuss how to make it easier for you at your next appointment."

As she watched the couple depart, Margaret had anxiety gnawing at her.  What did he mean he would make it easier for her?

At bedtime, Dr. Miller and his mother got the boys to bed.  Dr. Miller looked at his mother and said "thank you so much for staying with us a few days to help Megan with the boys.  You really are life saver."

His mother said "of course dear.  I will be here to help as long as I am able.  Now, go in there and be with her.  I have the baby monitor.  Do not worry about a thing tonight.  Mama's got it.  Go, take care of her."

Entering their bedroom, he found Megan sleeping.  He went beside the bed and stood over her.  He knew she was zonked out on the pain medication.  But, he really wanted to talk to her.  But first he took in the sight of his beautiful wife.  She had the covers pulled up, covering most of her.  But her head and all of the metal of the halo was visible.  As was the new nasal pillow CPAP mask she was wearing.  It was a recent change due to the halo.  It would allow her to sleep with the needed CPAP while still utilizing the protraction bar of the halo.  Her mouth was half open, a thin line of drool was running from it.  He had purposely decided not to turn her expander or lock her mouth, wanting her to be as comfortable as possible.  The only sound was the whirring of the CPAP machine.  He didn't want to wake her.  He bent down and said softly "I love you so much baby."

He was surprised when she opened her eyes.  She cut them in his direction.  He said "oh baby, I didn't mean to wake you."

She drowsily said "the cpap is so loud.  I can't sleep."
 
This surprised Brad, it had never been a problem before.  But he knew this was all so different.  He didn't know what to do.  He asked "the Ambien isn't working?"

She said "I feel like I am asleep.  But not asleep.  It is so strange."  She said "and the light from the streetlights is bothering me too."

He turned his head towards the blinds.  There was just one thin line of light around the edges, not enough to even matter.  But it was bothering Megan so it bothered him.  He went over and adjusted them the best he could.  Returning he asked "better."

She replied "nah really.  And my tongue ish hurting.  It is pressing against my crib."

He thought a moment.  He said "baby, I have something that might help.  From when you had your lasik.  Let me see if I can find them.
 And I have a new appliance I had made for you, but you haven't needed it so far.  Let me see if it will help."

He returned a few minutes later and said "I found them baby.  The dry eye goggles from when you had the infection in your eye after surgery.  Maybe we can see if they help?  And I brought you some ear plugs."  He then held up a pink acrylic appliance.  He continued "I came up with this for Dr. Andi when she first got her appliance.  To protect her tongue while she slept.  You never seemed to need it, but I went ahead and had one made for you just in case.  Can we try it?  It will protect your tongue.  But you really won't be able to talk.  Let's see how it feels though."

He pulled over a couple of extra pillows, the bed was a sea of pillows, and helped Megan to sit up.  As he did he asked "are the pillows helping?  Can you get comfortable?"

She said "not really, this is so hard."

He stopped what he was doing and hugged her.  He said "I know it is baby.  But I am so proud of you."  He could tell, even with all the drugs in her system, Megan needed to hear it.

She said "I want to make you proud sir."

He squeezed her tighter and said "you do kitten.  Every day.  And especially right now."

He let go of her and helped her up so she was leaned up against the headboard.  He said "open up for me baby.  I am going to slide this new appliance in.  It will cover your crib and expander with smooth acrylic.  It will feel big.  But let's see if it helps."  He carefully slid it into her mouth, it was a little more difficult with the protraction bar and elastics in the way, but he managed to get it seated in her mouth.  He instructed her "gently bite down for me."  He then took the torx driver and locked her scopes shut.  He said "there, that way it will stay in place.  And you won't mouth breath like you were when I came in to check on you.  Better?"

She replied "aggghh gooo".

Dr. Brad thought she was trying to say "all good", but just to make sure he took her hand.  He couldn't ask her to nod, so instead he said "if you are ok, squeeze my hand."  She squeezed his hand.   He said "if this is better squeeze my hand."  Again, she squeezed his hand.  He said "you are such a good kitten."  She squeezed his hand again.  He let go and said "now, I am going to put on the dry eye goggles.  They will block out all this pesky light."  After he strapped the black goggles on her face, he took her hand again.  He said "squeeze my hand if this is better."  She squeezed his hand.  He said "I am going to put the ear plugs in.  You won't be able to hear me.  So again, squeeze my hand to let me know you are ok."  After he inserted the ear plugs, he realized she was effectively blind, deaf and mute.  He could not imagine what must be running through her head unable to see anything.  Unable to hear anything.  Unable to say anything.  And largely unable to move.  He knew he would have been terrified.  He would have been having a panic attack.  But not Megan.  She squeezed his hand tight.  After a moment, she took her other hand and flipped the covers off of her and pulled the hem of her nightgown up slightly.  She took his hand and slid it down her body.  He saw the dark spot on her nightgown.  Dr. Brad recognized what she wanted.  No, Megan did not seem distressed. No, this seemed to be having the opposite effect on her.

He slid into bed beside her.

   

 

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Re: Tara’s Misaligned Jaw (or TMJ for short)
« Reply #131 on: 15. April 2024, 21:11:38 PM »
The Millers are one rich family. I’d love to have a Tahoe, or a BMW SUV, or a Lexus ES, let alone all three!

Once again, a great chapter.

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Re: Tara’s Misaligned Jaw (or TMJ for short)
« Reply #132 on: 15. April 2024, 22:32:28 PM »
Well, some orthodontists simply make some money!  ;)

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« Reply #133 on: 16. April 2024, 06:21:34 AM »
Dr. Morales and Margaret are both in for a world of hurt. I love all the twists and turns this story has taken!

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« Reply #134 on: 18. April 2024, 18:23:45 PM »
Chapter Fifty Two:

Dr. Miller was truly amazed by his wife Megan.  He had awoken well before her on Sunday morning.  This was on purpose, he wanted to be sure he was awake when she woke.  To comfort her, to help her.  He watched her for nearly an hour, all the while she slept peacefully.  Dr. Miller marveled that anyone could sleep wearing everything she had on.  But she did.  Finally she stirred.  With the goggles on he couldn't see if she had opened her eyes.  And she couldn't hear him.  So instead, he grabbed her hand and squeezed it while he used his other hand to remove the ear plug in her ear closest to him.  He whispered "good morning angel.  I know you can't speak.  I will help you remove your other ear plug and your goggles.  I will then remove your CPAP and unlock your mouth and remove your appliance."  She squeezed his hand back.  He realized this would now be an important method of communication between them.

After Megan's mouth was free, she said "thank you sir."

Dr. Miller smiled at her and replied "no baby, thank you.  Let me help you up."  He helped slide her up into a sitting position against the headboard, rearranging the pillows to help provide her cushion and support.  Once she was sitting up he asked her "how do you feel this morning angel?  Did you sleep well?"

She replied "yes sir, I slept well.  Because of you."

Dr. Miller asked "so the goggles, the ear plugs and appliance helped?"

She replied "yes sir.  And that other thing did too.  I have never experienced anything like it.  My whole world was just that sensation."  She went silent a moment. 

Dr. Miller wasn't sure how to respond so he simply said "I am glad I was able to help my angel."

Her eyes were cut in his direction when she said "maybe being in a halo brace won't be that bad if you will do that for me again.  Will you sir?  Please?"

Dr. Miller stroked her arm and said "yes angel, I promise I will."  He thought she meant that night when they went back to bed.  But when she reached over and groped for the acrylic appliance he had laid on the bedside table he realized she meant right then.  He reached over and grabbed her searching hand and said "ok baby."  Once he had her appliance locked back in place and her hearing and sight were eliminated, he repeated what he had done the night before.  From the reaction he got from Megan, it was even more intense than the evening before.

As the day progressed, Brad was in even more awe of his wife.  After helping her with a light sponge bath, showering was not allowed in her halo, he helped her get dressed.  She had fallen straight into her normal routine of caring for the boys.  Despite his mother still being there to help, Megan had insisted on doing most everything herself.

That afternoon, Dr. Miller's cell phone rang.  He looked down to see it was Dr. Morales calling.  He answered "good afternoon Olivia.  How are you today?"

Dr. Morales responded "I am ok.  But more importantly how ish Megan?  How ish she managing?"

Dr. Miller replied "she has absolutely amazed me.  She is doing so well.  She was able to sleep last night.  And she is doing so well today.  I am so proud of her."

Dr. Morales responded "wonderful.  That ish great newsh.  Some patientsh struggle mightily with a halo.  Othersh seem to become adjusted to it quickly.  I am glad  Megan is adjusting quickly.  Ish there anything I can do to help?"

Dr. Miller thought a moment before answering "I don't think so.  But thank you."

Dr. Morales replied "well, I am one phone call away.  While I have you, I have a question, or maybe a problem.  When I turned my expander thish morning I couldn't get a full turn in.  I certainly could not get two.  I am afraid I may have broken my expander.  Do I need to come in tomorrow?"

Dr. Miller said "Olivia, you were very close to maxing out your current expander at your last appointment.  I suspect you may have turned it as much as it will turn.  I bet that is what happened.  But if you want to come in tomorrow I will be sure to squeeze you in.  To at least make sure everything looks ok."

Dr. Morales replied "I am pretty jammed up tomorrow with patientsh.  And I hate to reschedule.  But I would like for you to at leasht take a look.  Could I come in at the end of the day?  Right before you close?"

Dr. Miller responded "of course.  How about you come in after we close?  How does 5:30 sound?  I certainly don't mind staying a few minutes to help you out.  It is the least I can do since you came in yesterday on a Saturday for Megan.  The girls will be gone, so just call me when you arrive and I will let you in."

Dr. Brad was sitting at his desk looking down at Olivia's new treatment plan when his phone rang.  He had lost track of the time in his excitement and didn't even realize that Olivia was running late.  It was 5:42 when his phone rang.  He answered "hello Olivia, are you here?"

She breathlessly said "yesh, I am literally running to the door now.  I am shorry I am late, traffic was horrible."

Dr. Miller laughed before he said "it is ok Olivia.  Stop running.  We are in no hurry here.  I will meet you at the front door."

As they walked down the hall to the treatment area, Dr. Morales stated "I didn't bring my CTO.  But it is in my car.  Do I need to get it?"

Dr. Miller said "no, not for this.  I know you are wearing it.  And it looked fine yesterday.  So no need to make an extra trip.  I know you will put it back on when you get home.  Let's just get you in the chair and take a look."

After getting her reclined back in a chair, Dr. Miller made a quick examination of her mouth and her appliance.  As he raised her back up to a sitting position he said "nope, you didn't break your expander.  It is just maxed out."

Sitting back upright, Dr. Olivia asked "so what does that mean?  Does that mean I can get it out soon?"  She had an excited look on her face.

Dr. Brad smiled at her and said "actually yes.  This means we can remove this appliance in a few weeks."  He watched her face light up.  He smiled at her.  He knew what he was about to tell her would bring her back to Earth.  He continued "so, the good news is you did not break the expander in this appliance.  The bad news is that you need more expansion.  As we discussed initially, there was always the possibility that you would need two expanders.  You do.  We will remove this one when your new one arrives from the lab.  Probably two weeks or so.  The good news is your new appliance will not have an upper tongue crib integrated into it."

Dr. Olivia's face lit up again.  She squealed "no more tongue crib?  Oh thank you.  Thank you, thank you, thank you."

Dr. Miller smiled back at her.  He was enjoying this.  He said "don't thank me yet.  You still have a tongue thrust habit we need to correct.  But your new upper expander will be a tandem maxillary expander.  There will be two screws instead of one.  You wouldn't be able to turn the front screw with an upper tongue crib in place.  So, instead of an upper tongue crib, we will utilize tongue tamers, also called tongue spurs, on your upper teeth.  Your lower teeth have begun to tilt in.  We don't want this.  So, your new appliance will also have a lower hyrax expander to upright your teeth.  Along with a lower tongue rake.  A tongue rake will still allow you to turn the lower expander while also providing an acute reminder to your tongue to stay where it should.  And of course the upper and lower expanders will be connected by locking scopes like your current appliance.  I will warn you that many patients find a tongue rake to be uncomfortable at first, so I will also have an acrylic appliance made that will cover it while you adjust to it.  It will greatly inhibit your speech.  Finally, I need to address why your lower teeth are tilting in.  Lip tension is pushing them inward.  To address this, I will utilize a fixed lower lip bumper.  It won't be uncomfortable after a few days, but it will make your lower lip protrude out the whole time you have it in.  Finally, I want to go ahead and get you in braces on top.  We won't install an archwire yet, but it will help you to get used to them.  Unfortunately, because of your previous dental work, I don't feel confident using bonded brackets like you have on your lowers currently.  I will utilize bands on your upper teeth.  I will keep your lower brackets on.  For now at least.  But I will remove their archwire too while we are expanding your lower arch.  Today, I will go ahead and get you spacers installed to make room for your new appliance and bands.  Any questions?"

Dr. Miller looked at Olivia.  Her face had turned white.  She didn't speak so he asked again "so no questions?"

She said "that sounds like so much.  Is there no other way?"

Dr. Miller said "no, not without performing jaw surgery.  And we don't want that do we?"

Dr. Morales shook her head and said "no."  She looked devastated. 

Dr. Miller said "it will be ok Olivia.  If my angel Megan can adapt so quickly to her halo, I am sure you will be able to adjust to your new appliance."

The mention of the halo elicited a question from Dr. Morales.  She asked "so will I need to still wear the CTO with this new appliance?  And what does a tandem expander look like?"

Dr. Miller pulled out his phone and said "I will show you a picture of a tandem expander.  Now keep in mind this picture is just of the upper expander.  Yours will be attached to your lower expander and rake with a pair of scopes, and the lower lip bumper will be attached to that.  But this will give you an idea of what the tandem expander looks like.  It really is amazing though.  We will be able to more precisely continue opening your suture.  Right now, your suture is more open in the back than in the front.  With this, we will be able to make more turns on the front expander until it catches up with the rear.  It will make your gap bigger for a few months, but that is just part of process."  He showed her the picture and she gasped.

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He continued "and yes, of course you will need to wear your CTO full time.  Once you get adjusted to the new appliance, it will seem like a lot, we will talk about halo protraction for your case."

He gave her a big smile, excitement on his face, and said "Olivia, this will all be worth it.  All the girls here will be jealous of your incredible appliance."  He gave a chuckle before he said "and good news, you shouldn't need to wear this new appliance more than 24-30 months.  So let's get you some spacers!"