Friday, August 20, 2010
1974 Diary entry: August 20th - Dear Dairy, Yesterday the denist took the thing out of my mouth. I was glad. I don't know what to do.
Note from present day self: Oh, dear girl. I remember that horrible thing. It was called a palate splitter. Every time it was "turned" to expand gave you headaches. It ended up actually changing the shape of your face, I believe.
I've attached a photo of a palate splitter in some other child's poor mouth. I hope it doesn't re-traumatize you too much. (Or perhaps provide TMI to our readers!)