"And just because I wanted to be 'brave' enough to deal it on my own >///<"
It's been a while since I get to see some clinic facility to deal with emergency maneuvers, real emergency they say. It's not that I wanted to admit it but it was still hard. You see, I have braces, I'm not just portraying my character just because of that. I do have braces to deal, and it's been a long time I have it, it was supposed to have it ready, at least on a year ago. In fact, I was planning a "Braces Thing" series where I could talk about it. But problems arising and I don't know then. On the story.
Recently I had some dental adjustments where they place some of the tough 'metal-wired' thing around the upper teeth, and have it all adjusted with an array of tight 'suspenders' or those things around the braces but they were together, it looks like a chain. The thing is, almost completely with that, one of those things that get with the last teeth got detached. It wasn't dangerous and seems to be fine to at least be there. I didn't care as I didn't want to spend more time on that either. I got home and then I noticed it was too tedious to eat with that situation on hand. Again I didn't care a lot because I got to manage it.
Even in my sleep it was nice to deal with it. But yesterday, I tried to eat the best I could. Adding the fact the adjustment was hurting me, with all the tedious thing I was having a headache. Then I just tried to adjust it, move it around, I don't know, I did everything I had at my had to at least take it out. When I noticed my dental band was attached to another thing I couldn't take it away. Now my dental band had an alignment of 90 degrees downward, I just couldn't close my mouth. With that I wouldn't eat, nor sleep even!
But then I just returned home, as it nothing happened, I told I needed some arrangements to the dentist, but that It would be tomorrow, as if they didn't know how bad it was. In the afternoon I contacted them, but the receptionist said the one attending left already, and that I should call her tomorrow. Well, I was thinking on how to deal with it on the evening, but then down the kitchen my parents saw me and talked about my problem with my teeth, I just showed how it looked. They didn't liked how it looks.
They tried to help me to cut it out but it was useless. So the only option was to search some place to see some dentist to see what it can be done. It was around nine o'clock. Most of the places where it says 'dentist' were closed, but as they were driving and searching, I was a little scared on the insistence on having to look at someone to deal what they called an 'emergency' I wouldn't believe on that, or I didn't know what to expect.
We entered some clinic, this one was known because of one time I wanted to be Harry Potter without knowing him before (reserved for another story >///< ). We looked for a doctor that 'has the courage to deal with those situations' when I entered the lobby, I was being embarrassed of thinking that I really was to be treated as patient. Me still not understanding my emergency situation. I knew it was bothering me a lot but, why wasn't I thinking for that?
The clinic said they couldn't attend those kind of situations, but said the other clinic, conventionally located a few streets away, may deal with it. It was turning to be a lost hope. But they didn't think of that and we went there. I couldn't appreciate well before the location we arrived then has some nice installments. So then we entered and we explained the situation to the receptionists (the last one there seem to not to be any) when they looked by far my mouth they right away talked as to see they could deal with it. Somehow some nice looking man (I said nice looking because he looked young in red-blue shirt and jeans and a well maintained beard >///<) entered and somehow greeted my parent. [The position of the Enlightened of Wisdom is famous with its pupils] Said he worked here. And when we explained why we were here, he got a thought look, as if how can we deal with this. Basically he is the man indicated for the job.
He entered to see how to deal it and then it let me enter to one of the clinic rooms, all and hospital bed and lots of utensils and, well, hospital things.... *worried look* I knew the maneuvers to be were orthodontic, and to deal with the powerful wire and all the bondings that didn't let that bothering thing to get out. After a few minutes of techniques that were splendid, everything was done. And without even knowing it that thing was out of my way and I could close my mouth more easily. We thanked the doctor, to be in the way to saved us (to save me >///<) My parent said it was some sort of "Attraction Law" that everything occurred the way it occurred. I don't know if I wanted to make assortment to that. But well, the thing is I could sleep better.
Thinking of a time like this, I get to wonder how I would react if I were to manage another similar or worse situation like this, should I really care or should I would let it be...? Well depending if that is hurting enough, but if I didn't considered this dental problem an emergency issue is because I would be able to manage it, but I thing it turned beyond my position of control.
I'm just ashamed for thinking that.
I'm thinking of really make my braces adventures a series of posts, once I can grasp the position of this blog,
