Although my work situation isn't looking up much, the good news is my braces will be coming off in a matter of days! I haven't mentioned my braces much because I have spent the last year trying to hide them. Not only did I go with the clear brackets, but attempted many times to blur them out with eye make-up that make my eyes 'pop' more or a low cut shirt that grabs the attention away from my metal mouth (and they say I didn't learn anything from Hooters). Needless to say, people noticed them...the braces, I mean, and well maybe the other things too. Bouncers at bars had to do a double take at my I.D. to make sure I wasn't 12 and preteens would ask who my orthodontst was. While working at Hooters, people would ask what year I was in school and after telling them I was finished with school, they would follow with an "are you planning on going to college?"...um, been there, done that.
Anyway, I am pleased to announce that almost exactly a year from that dreadful day I got these train-tracks on, my teeth have moved to the point where they need to be and the braces are no longer needed-- JACKPOT! When I say the 'dreadful day', I am not being dramatic...I actually mean that day was awful. I just got back from a vacationing Las Vegas and was welcomed by Montana's first October frost while getting off the plane and on top of that, Kory and I spent the night fighting and practically broke up hours before my appointment. When I got the braces on, it felt weird but all was good. Until I tried to eat, my mouth felt so weird and I couldn't chew, so then I got hungry, and then cranky. Kory and I resolved our issues but I was so miserable with braces that I made sure to go out of my way to get mad at him in resentment.
The next two weeks my mouth was still sore and all I had been able to eat was soup, jello and applesauce. My brackets kept getting loose and I was still self-conscious at work and felt ugly. I thought the whole world was out to hurt me, I regretted telling my mom (at 16 yrs) that I wanted to wait till I was an adult to get braces when now I realize I could've had them when everyone else did. I was alone (in the Hooters universe where everything is superficial and looks really DO matter)...okay, now is the moment that I can admit that yes, I was being dramatic, but it's in the past and now I have a set of teeth that are ready to sparkle on their own.
One downside though, my orthodontist, Dr. K, is a total fox...I will miss my bi-monthly visits to him.
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