Anyway, last night (on Day 33!) I had a slight drama with my bands. I was just taking them off because I was about to eat when my dad rang. I carried on taking them off while I was talking to him because I had a cup of tea that was getting cold lol, and I thought I was good enough at taking my bands off that I could do it whilst talking. Because I've got so many bands in my mouth at the moment I usually just unhook them all at the front and then stick my finger in my mouth and drag them all out together. But when I did this I could only count that I'd pulled 5 out and there's meant to be 6. So I was still on the phone and trying to find this mysterious last band in my mouth and became convinced that the last band was hooked along my top brackets. So I was sitting there looking in the mirror picking and picking at what I thought was a band (still on the phone, I really should have been concentrating on the matter at hand!) and I pulled something out of my braces...turns out it wasn't the band. It was like this tiny strip of clear plastic made up of lots of little circles. I don't know what it was, and it doesn't look like it could be playing much of a role in moving my teeth, but I'm still worried that I shouldn't have pulled it out! At this point I actually did get off the phone. And then I became convinced that the mysterious missing band was wrapped round the top brackets on the other side of my mouth. So again I was picking and picking at it...the problem is that my top gum is still numb, so I didn't realise I was actually doing damage to my gum until it started bleeding! Again I pulled on what I thought was the band and cut it with a little pair of nail scissors...turns out once again, it wasn't the band, it was a bit of plastic the same as I pulled out of the other side!!! I don't know what was wrong with me, for some reason I just got myself into a panic. At this point I gave up caring about the missing band and ate my chocolate buttons and drank my tea! I never did find the missing band, so all I can think is that I did take it out but then lost it. I'm going to the ortho tomorrow so I will have to confess about pulling out the little plasticy bit (I won't admit I did it twice though lol), just in case it's a vital part of my braces. I really don't think it is but I'd rather be safe than sorry!
Sorry that story went on for much longer than I thought it would! Last night I ate dinner downstairs at the table with my mum and her husband for the first time since surgery. We had spaghetti bolognese, but I pretty much just ate the bolognese bit with some grated cheese. We also had doughballs and garlic butter, which I broke into tiny bits and ate.
More generally I just wanted to say that I feel like I'm thinking about my jaw less and less. It's almost like I've got bored of thinking about it now, and like I'm starting to get back to a normal life. Obviously I have no choice but to think about it everyday, because of the bands, the eating etc. but I just don't feel like it's the biggest thing going on in my life right now. It's probably partly because I'm moving house soon and starting a new job so I've got lots of other stuff to think about.
Please excuse my skanky spotty face in these pictures lol...
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