It's been so long since I've posted so I must apologize for the layers of dust that have been collecting on the blog. It's come to the point in my recovery where I feel like I'm completely done with it, so I don't really have much to update to be honest. So you'll have to settle for my thoughts and feelings instead of any real physical updates.
I had my last orthodontist appointment about 2 weeks ago and OH MY LAWD for the first time since I've had braces on (not including the surgery recovery period), I had to pop painkillers to get me through the day. He was brutal. As much as I'm extremely glad to be done with surgery, I am certainly not looking forward to all the fine tuning that my orthodontist is promising to carry out in the next 6 months.
Here's something weird I've been doing. I've been grinning at myself in the mirror like an idiot more times than I care to mention. Not because I'm
- a) checking for food bits (okay well maybe a bit)
- b) admiring my breathtaking beauty
but because ............. - c) I have a deeply haunting/ probably unwarranted fear that maybe, just maybe, my teeth and jaws would have shifted in the hours I haven't checked and I'd suddenly be bamboozled with the same jaw/ set of teeth I had a year ago.
It's surreal how fast time has passed. It feels like just yesterday that I was hooked up to a drip, lying on the hospital bed with a bed pan placed conveniently under me and my face the size of Australia. How time flies......
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