This Thursday? My highlight was when I went to the orthodontist. Even though I went there numerous times, for homework's sake I'll recount my first time...I have always felt scared of places where medical surgeries could take place. Needless, blood, sharp pointy things, and the ominous smell of a perfectly clean room that all dentist related buildings gave off had the uncanny ability to make me nervous. My mom and I was at the orthodontist office. For weeks my mom was always pestering me about how my teeth was all messed up, she didn't liked it. Yet in vain, for weeks I have tried to convince her it was unnecessary, I was okay with how I looked I would tell her. It's too expensive and not with it I would plead. Honestly, looking back after 3 years I was only scared of change(especially ones that hurt lol) and in the end braces seriously helped with how I brushed my teeth and how I ate food. In example my "before" teeth looked like ®¥°5:=#=))_#/)(!&46:/=$225=/ whereas now, they are more like 12345. From this experience(I am still experiencing, I still have braces after 3 years -_-) I learned to be more accepting and rather eager for "change" and new things such as food, activities, people, movies, music, and sights.
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