Don't Count Your Chickens...

Yeah and I did the other day. Damnit.

So the last post was about the trapezoid from hell. And pretty much how I some how squirmed out of getting an additional 4 rubber bands in my mouth. *Cue the surgeon*

I went to the the happiest place on earth yesterday, the Elliot, and my orthodontist had already gotten a hold of my surgeon on the topic of the moment, my double bite. He took some more photos, looked at my face, checked out my screwy bite and made possibly the WORST DECISION EVER. He added the 4 triangles of rubber bands. You scoff at it. Rubber bands aren't so bad right? hahahahahha Well the trapezoid rubber band is a big one. Easy to take out, and put in. The ones I have in from the surgeon? The band is about the size of a pinhead, and requires a tool to put in. Needless to say, these do not come out. ugh. With all of them in, I feel like I am rewired shut. Nothing is more frustrating than the feeling I have right now. Nothing.

So back to the liquid/spoon diet. I suppose that's good to have right before a couple of holiday parties I am going to. Drop any weight I have put on in the last 2 weeks pretty quickly. You always have to look at the bright side of things, as awful as it may be.

Anyways I have these triangles for AT LEAST 2 weeks. The trapezoid for another 7. I can deal with the trapezoid, but the triangles are brutal. I am hoping I can stretch them out a liiiiiiiiiittle bit in the next day or so to alleviate some of this horrid pain and to allow me to at least fit a fork in there. Come on...work with me here.

Anyways that's the latest word. I am kind of in a foul mood as a result so take note. I am hoping this immediate frustration is short lived and that I will be back to my perky self tomorrow.

Keep your fingers crossed