Episode 20.
Lakyn took Peter's invitation and eagerly asked "so, what's it like having braces? Did it hurt getting them? Are you going to get top braces? And if so, metal or ceramic? I can't decide. How long have you had them? How long will you have them?" Peter stopped her by saying "whoa nelly, I can't remember that many questions. Pace yourself young lady."
Peter said "what is it like having braces? It is different. A bit of an adjustment. Especially all the brushing. And the food getting stuck in them. And the first few days my lower brackets really did a number on the inside of my lips and cheeks, but I guess they toughened up because it isn't bad now. And I do have braces on my top teeth. Invisalign. I am not as brave as Sarah, I choose aligners, even though our orthodontist said brackets would be more effective. I just couldn't do it, so this was the compromise." He leaned in and gave her a smile. Up close Lakyn could see the aligner. She also saw the bands on his top molars. She asked "I couldn't even tell earlier. My orthodontist told me I couldn't get invisalign. It wouldn't work for me. What are those metal bands around your back teeth for?" Peter cringed as he said "well, that is for my headgear. Yep, I have to wear headgear. A 45 year old man. But, whatever, it is only at home. And Sarah doesn't mind". Lakyn said "that is cool. Is it the same type of headgear that she has to wear? Do you two have matching headgear?" She giggled and said "that would be so cute. I don't know what kind of headgear they said I might have to get, just headgear. Does it hurt?" Peter replied "no, it is not the same as Sarah's, bless her heart. I just have to wear cervical headgear. I only have a strap that wraps around my neck. It doesn't hurt. Yes, it made my teeth feel tender the first few days. But I wouldn't call it pain. More than anything, it is just the fact that it is headgear. So, what did they say your treatment would consist of?"
Lakyn said "they used a ton of really fancy jargon, some of it I didn't understand. And I was too scared and nervous to ask. But, I will get upper and lower braces. They said I could get all metal. Or metal on bottom and ceramic on top. For the same price. I think I am going with the ceramic, even though one of the assistants there who has braces said the metal ones are more comfortable. And I will definitely need rubberbands they said. They said I would probably have them on for about 2 years. They did say I was lucky I had come in when I did. They said since I am only 20, it would be easier than if I had waited a few years. I have always wanted braces. And now I am getting them. I am SO excited!" Peter asked, thinking of the crowding he saw in her smile, "so, you won't have to get an expander? Or expanders plural? The expanders are what cause Sarah the most problems. And I hate having to turn them every day. Not that I mind doing it for her, just that I can tell in her face that it isn't comfortable. I wish she didn't have to have them. But she does. She is a trooper though." Lakyn replied "no, they didn't mention anything about an expander. This upcoming Monday I will get my braces and MSE installed. But they didn't say anything about an expander." Peter said "Lakyn, do you know what an MSE is?" She said "no, just some orthodontic something or another." Peter smiled at her and said "Miss Lakyn, MSE stands for Maxillary Skeletal Expander. It is what my wife has in the roof of her mouth." Lakyn's eyes got big. Her smile disappeared and a bit of the color drained from her face. Peter continued "Did they mention anything about mini-implants or TADS?" Lakyn swallowed and said "they said something about TADS. But again, I didn't know what they meant." She sat there in silence for a minute. It was apparent to Peter that he had just robbed her of the excitement she had previously been feeling. He looked at her and said "I am sorry, I am not an ortho pro. I just have them. Maybe they mean something different." Hoping to take her mind off of things, Peter looked at his watch and said "Miss Lakyn, it looks like it is time for dinner. And I am starving. Would you escort me?" Lakyn gave him a forced smile and said "of course."
As they walked, Peter noticed that Lakyn's entire demeanor had changed. She wasn't the perky, excitable, and chatty young woman she had been. Peter said "Lakyn, whatever it is, it will be fine." Lakyn responded "thank you. But you now have me terrified." Peter felt horrible. He said "hey, if you want to, I know Sarah would be more than happy to talk to you about it. And if you DO have to get an expander, and that is a big IF, I am sure she can give you some tips and tricks." Entering the dining area, she said "thank you."
They both stopped and looked around the room. As they had run a couple of minutes late, they saw well over 100 people already there, mostly female. There were also several men and children there, Peter assumed they were visitors. And several other men in scrubs. Peter assumed they were nurses or orderlies. None of the visitors or apparent staff were in line, except for Dr. Higgins he noticed. All of the people in line were female. Peter guessed that they were all guests and that resident guests got to go first. He noticed Dr. Higgins standing in line too, talking with someone. He couldn't see who it was as she and another tall lady were blocking his view. A handful of other women were already seated with their trays. And a handful more wear seated at various tables, clustered around talking. Peter thought they were probably just waiting for the line to die down some. He also noticed more casts. He counted eight women altogether, all that appeared to be in their twenties, wearing double long arm casts of various colors.
He didn't see Sarah and became a little concerned. He was scanning the food line again when he saw Dr. Higgins take a step forward. And then he saw Sarah. She was who Dr. Higgins was talking to Peter realized. Peter wasn't sure what to do. He looked at Lakyn and asked "sooo, how does this work?"
Lakyn said "registered guests get to go first. And then family and friends; visitors. And then staff. And there is always a group of guests that wait until the line dies down. Why don't you have a seat? It is open seating. And I will join you if you like, at least until Sarah and Dr. Higgins sit." Peter smiled at her and said "lead the way young lady." Lakyn choose a seat at one of the tables near the middle of the room. There were a number of round tables in the large room, Peter guessed around 20 without counting, all surrounded by 8 chairs. He took a seat so he could watch Sarah. As he did, he was surprised to see her laugh. She actually had a smile on her face. His heart swelled a bit. A few steps later, Sarah turned to say something to Dr. Higgins. And Sarah saw Peter. He gave her a big smile and a wave. She gave him a smile back and waved. Dr. Higgins turned and looked in his direction, then said something to Sarah. Sarah got out of line and came over to Peter. He stood as she approached and said "young lady, you are going to lose your place in line." Sarah smiled and said "Dr. Higgins said she would save me my place. She said she has a little pull at this place." Peter was so happy to hear Sarah then give a little laugh. Becoming serious again she said "thank you for staying." Peter said "of course baby. Now, get! Dr. Higgins is almost up there to the head of the line. Go, get you something to eat. I will be right here waiting for you."
It took about 10 minutes, but finally everyone was seated with their food. Lakyn joined Peter, Sarah, and Dr. Higgins at the table. They had it to themselves. Sarah and Dr. Higgins were already eating, as Peter had told his wife to go ahead and start. He knew it would take her longer to eat than anyone, he wanted to give her a head start so she didn't feel as self conscious about it. Lakyn had told the trio that she would find another seat to give them some privacy, but Sarah had asked her to please join them. There was a dull buzz in the room, a combination of many voices and silverware clinking on plates. As they ate, Sarah very slowly and with very small bites, Dr. Higgins initially steered the conversation.
She said "Sarah, Robert spoke so highly of you on the phone. And I can see why. Do you know, he is the reason you were able to get in here so quickly? We have a waiting list. But he cashed in one of his favors with me. He said he had a patient, just the loveliest young lady, that he thought could use a little rest. And who was I to argue. Me and Robert have known each other forever. He is one of the smartest and most talented psychiatrists in the world. Maybe ever. So, when he said he had someone that needed a bed, we made it happen. Don't tell him I told you that. He would get mad at me. How long have you been seeing him?" Peter replied for her "gosh baby, what is it? It has to be ten years now. Maybe a little longer. Does that sound right?" Sarah simply nodded her head, her mouth full of mashed potatoes. Peter continued "where does the time go? Anyway, Dr. Anderson is wonderful. I do stay in the doghouse though. For ten years, he has been on me to call him Robert. And even after 10 years I still find myself calling him Dr. Anderson. And he always scolds me for it. Every. Single. Time." Dr. Higgins laughed and said "that sounds like my Robert." Peter was looking at Dr. Higgins and realized from the expression on her face she just realized what she had said. She quickly continued "I mean Dr. Anderson. We have worked together for years. It has to be over twenty." As she had been saying this last part Peter wondered. He knew Dr. Anderson was a widower. And he had noticed that Dr. Higgins did not wear a wedding ring. Peter wondered if they were maybe more than just work colleagues. Dr. Higgins quickly changed direction. She looked over at Peter, exaggeratingly examining his head, and said "well, it doesn't look like Lakyn talked your ears off." She then smiled over at Lakyn and said "I am just joking." They were interrupted by a loud clattering. Everyone turned their attention in that direction.
It appeared a tall, skinny blond-haired woman had dropped her mostly empty tray while carrying it back up to the end of the food line, where there were tubs set in a row to leave plates and utensils once done eating. Remnants of food; a plastic plate, bowl and cup; and silverware were scattered all over the floor. Peter couldn't see the face of the woman as she was facing away from him. But, as she attempted to bend over, he did notice how stiff she was. She appeared to be immobile from her hips to her head. She was having great difficulty reaching the items on the floor. Two women seated nearby quickly got up and squatted down beside her helping her pick up the mess. Peter would see a custodian from behind the food line emerge with a mop. Dr. Higgins told the group "hold on, let me go check on Izzy."
As Peter watched he saw one of the ladies that was helping stand up holding the tray, all of the kitchenware haphazardly stacked on it. He also watched as the lady who had dropped the tray, apparently her name was Izzy, stiffly straightened up and turned in Peter's direction. Peter saw she appeared to be in her early to mid twenties, and despite the thick black glasses she wore was very pretty in a plain type of way. Peter saw she was crying. He also saw there was a silver metal ring around her neck, a white plastic piece attached to it upon which her chin rested. He couldn't see much else as she was wearing a turtleneck, which Peter found strange since it was the summer. He realized she was wearing some type of orthopedic brace. He thought to himself "is that a Milwaukee brace?" Surely not he thought, they don't use those anymore. He watched at Dr. Higgins walked up to her. She had a napkin in her hand. She removed the woman's glasses and gently blotted the woman's eyes. She placed the glasses back on Izzy's face, then wrapped her arm around her and led her over to an empty table. Peter could see them talking for several minutes. Finally, the two stood. The blond woman stiffly hugged Dr. Higgins and then returned to her earlier seat. Dr. Higgins made her way back to their table.
As Dr. Higgins sat, she said "sorry about that. Never a dull moment. Poor Izzy. I don't believe in pity. It is counterproductive. It isn't the cards you are dealt; it is how you play them. And pity just leads to people completely dropping out of the game. But, if I did feel pity, poor Izzy would be at the top of the list. She has had such a bad hand dealt to her."