My Back Story: Part 1
I've had jaw and bite issues for most of my life that I can remember. When I was 10, my jaw started giving me limited range of motion and even locking completely shut at times. My mom eventually took me to the dentist, who referred me to a TMJ specialist. Once there, they discovered discrepancies between my left and right jaw joints. It was such a long time ago and I was so young that I can't recall many details of what shape my jaw was actually in. I do remember the doctor saying that I was a great candidate for surgery (most likely because of my skeletal malformation), but that it wouldn't be a good idea until my jaw had fully grown. This comment stands out because as a 11-ish year old, I thought surgery sounded kind of cool (ohh youthful ignorance, how I miss it). They created a bite splint for me to relieve the pressure and stress off my jaw that I had to wear 24/7. By this point, I was in 6th grade, so the massively thick splint I had to wear over my TOP teeth that was