I can’t believe it’s already Thursday. Tomorrow I will be a brace face, and I’m really, really nervous.
Friends have made a great point though: It might be easier to go through this at 24, when I’m already established. It’s not necessarily the norm (as evidenced by the overwhelming kids-to-adults ratio at my orthodontist office) but I already have friends who love me, a man who will stick with me. There may be some strange looks from strangers, there may not. I’d like to think in this day and age it’s not so uncommon that people would find it necessary to stare. But if they do, who cares? My life, my choices. And this work will guarantee that I have teeth for a long time to come.
The rest of the week has been uneventful. In addition to the nerves I’m feeling about Friday’s appointment, I’ve also not been sleeping well and have felt super emotional and moody. Not my best combination of things to be, but I blame the soup and chip diet I’ve been on for the last 6 days. Anything that requires extended chewing has basically been ruled out as a food option, since the spacers in between my crowns like to make their presence known and felt. Often. I nearly choked on steak last night because I couldn’t quite chew it (it was freaking delicious though).
It hasn’t all been bad news though. I’ve visited with some friends, and went to help someone start a blog last night. Wine was consumed, kitties were snuggled, and time with Thomas was well-spent. I can’t help but go on and on about my teeth though, as that’s the most exciting thing happening in my life right now.
I haven’t begun training for the 5k at the end of June, and that’s starting to scare me. I’m in decent (ie, barely acceptable) shape right now, but if I’m going to do this, I want to do it right and with all I can give it. I’m hoping once the braces are on and it’s just my day-to-day that I can buy a gym pass and get down there three times a week. I downloaded the Couch to 5k app, and I really want to give it a whirl!