So I thought I'd take a break from misery and tell you this hilarious (in restrospect) and slightly embarrassing story.
Anyway, so last night I had some troubles. Preface: I had braces from 6th grade to the beginning of 9th grade. I got my braces off when I was 14. I am 24 years old. My braces have been off for 10 years. Ten years. And I wore my retainer faithfully for a couple years after that. I never wear it anymore, but for some reason, I carry it with me everywhere. I pack it with my toothbrush as if it is absolutely necessary. I have no idea why I do this. I didn't even really think about it until last night. It was just sort of automatic--jeans, contacts, toothpaste, retainer... I mean I don't know. So last night, for whatever reason (probably delirium from studying 12 hours a day for 3 straight weeks), I decide that I am going to sleep in my retainer. Well, surprise surprise, it doesn't fit. This disturbs me. It should fit, right? Are my teeth getting crooked? Oh no. So I continue to try to wedge this bottom retainer into my mouth. Finally, it pops in, and I almost hit the floor in pain. WHAT was I thinking? So I try to take it out. No dice. MY BOTTOM RETAINER WAS STUCK IN MY MOUTH. I kind of panicked. I tried for at least 10 minutes to get it out. I finally got my fingernail underneath part of the wire, and as it came out of my mouth, I simultaneously ripped my fingernail back, punched myself in the face, and my retainer flew across the room. I just kind of sat there for a second, thinking about what a dumb thing to do that was. My finger hurt. My jaw hurt. My teeth hurt. Then I went to bed, even more demoralized and defeated than I was 30 minutes before.
I woke up this morning and the top of my fingernail is painful and purple. Awesome.
Needless to say, I still would appreciate your prayers. My test is Monday from 9 to 5. Not a typo. 9:00AM to 5:00PM... Prayer. Thanks.
