So my first Christmas with braces has been and gone and it was a lovely Christmas, full of fun, food and drink! My braces did however stop me from eating the following;
- Chocolate covered Brazil nuts
- Gingerbread Biscuit/House
- Any nuts actually
- Hotel Chocolat slab of chocolate (varying flavours)
Most of the above isn't very good for the waistline anyway so It was probably a blessing in disguise but at the time, tres annoying! The more yummy things like chocolate I either broke up into bits or got my boyfriend to bite a bit off then give it to me, almost like a bird feeding their young, just without the regurgitating bit, my relationship moved to a new level right there!
On Christmas Eve I went out with my boyfriend and some friends and unfortunately there always has to be one dickhead in a crowd and as usual I met him. I was subjected to some lovely comments from a teenage boy about my chin whilst queuing at the bar. There was a plus side however, this little urchin's dad was also queuing next to me and gave his son a good wallop and sent him back to the table and apologised to me and offered to buy my round of drinks and a bottle of wine as way of an apology for his (and I quote) "stupid idiot of a son".
It was a nice gesture and I was glad that he pulled his son up about his actions but it did put a dampener on my evening. It gets tiring always having to brush off comments, to pick yourself up and try and make yourself feel better, ignore all the old comments and feelings that come rushing back, push down that feeling of wanting to just go home, get into bed and cry and put a smile back on your face. It's bloody tough and it really annoys me, why should I or anybody for that matter be made to feel like shit just because you look slightly different. It just makes me want this surgery to hurry up and happen, so I don't have to put up with comments, or worry about it before I go out, or hide instances like that from my boyfriend and friends to stop their night from being ruined too.
On that note how does everyone else deal with that? I'm always reluctant to tell my boyfriend then and there when someone has made a comment, he's not an angry or aggressive person but he would have to say something to defend me and I always worry about some sort of fight happening or him getting wound up and then his night is ruined too.
Prime example is the Christmas eve incident, I was out with my Boyfriend and about 6 other male friends of his, we'd all had a few drinks it wouldn't of ended well if I'd of said something. So I didn't, but he always knows something is wrong with me anyway, and he eventually got it out of me then said it upsets him when I don't tell him, he wants to help me but he cant when I keep it to myself. Complicated!
Anyway, on a more practical note I went for a cleaning last week, 1 word, Owwwwww! The dentist told me off for not cleaning between my teeth with interdental brushes morning noon and night every single day. Then I think as a way of making sure I do clean like that everyday, she took that scaler/drill thing to my teeth and gums like a mad woman. My word did it hurt when she got right in-between my two front teeth, I think that was the deal clincher, "make he cry then she will always use the teepee brushes!" I know I should, but to be perfectly honest some days I just cant be bothered. I brush, use my oral irrrigator and mouthwash twice a day, teepee brushes takes ages and its fiddly and there's like 5 different sizes and I'm either running late in the morning or I'm stupidly past my bedtime at night and I'm lazy.
Sorry teeth for not teepeeing you everyday, I will try and make more of an effort to do so in future.
Next tightening is 5th of Feb, not too long to go!!!!