I was asked by a couple co-workers to start detailing the new journey I'm about to undertake in life. Detailing pregnancy? Oh hell no, that's not going to happen for quite a while for various reasons. I decided that I was going to get braces, and hence the chronicling of this wonderful, painful journey for the next 2 years...
The spacers--8 of them total-- were placed last Tuesday (the 21st). Not the most enjoyable experience having them placed, but it is a necessary evil I guess. Of course, within 2 days, one of them popped out. I had never felt so much relief in my life when that occurred. Granted, that means that I have to have another put in its place, but by golly, the last 5 days without it have been bliss. The only issue I've had with the remaining 7 is the lower jaw pain because they decided to place them on at least 1 tooth that has already had a root canal. Add to the fact that I have sensitive teeth as it is and you've gotten a glimpse into my pain for the last week.
As for the braces themselves, I'm not too terribly worried about it---terrified would be a much better adjective to use here. I hate going to the dentist as it is and usually take the day off if I'm going for a simple filling (I told ya I hate going to the dentist!) So why put myself through this torture? No, its not that I enjoy putting myself through pain (trust me, this is costing me enough and will probably have to spend a few years in therapy to get over this experience!). My parents weren't exactly the firmest believers in going to the dentist, and we never had the extra money growing up to be able to afford going to the orthodontist. I've gotten to the point in my adult life where I hate my smile (ok, hate is an understatement here) and decided to do something about it.
I decided that this year was going to be the year of Tracy. There are things that I want to accomplish in my life and they're not going to get done unless I start working on them. Call it ironic, but one thing that I want to accomplish is to have the respect of my co-workers. We have a lead tech spot open up with the retirement of one of the leaders. I'm completely torn on whether or not to apply for it. I know I'm qualified (if not over qualified) and I know that I can do the job without any problem. So what gives? 1.) There's typically a huge headache involved with the job. I see the current leaders on a daily basis and they make their job look like one enormous stress bundle. I've got enough stress in my life right now that I don't need work to be one of them. 2.) I'd have to interview with the entire MRI leadership team. Its not that these people don't like me (or at least I'm hoping that they do), its just that they know my inner quirks and tendencies that could very well prevent me from obtaining the job to begin with. I honestly think I would have better luck interviewing with an outside facility than landing this spot.
School is school...just 13 classes to go and I'm done. I'm starting to put a lot of thought into my Master's degree and I'm really leaning towards a PA program. Granted,its nothing more than a glorified nurse practitioner, but I'd still get to treat people from a medical standpoint--not to mention that the money is pretty decent too (its a huge pay raise if I do it...its just a matter of doing it). I now it'll be a rough road, but nothing worth having in life comes easy, right?
Weight loss attempt # 5,000...I don't know why I even bother to try anymore. The steroids are going to be one of the biggest obstacles with any attempt in weight loss because steroids cause weight gain--doesn't matter what type or how much you take--YOU WILL ALWAYS GAIN WEIGHT WITH STEROIDS!! I know I may lose a few pounds when the braces go on, but once I get used to them, I'm sure the weight will just come back like that ugly red-headed step-child that won't go away. I have taken smaller steps though towards my goal of being skinny. I've gotten to the point where I've stopped drinking pop and mostly all the junk food. Yes, I'm a chick and there will always be certain times in which I need (and by golly better get) some chocolate--as long as there's no nuts or caramel, I'm fine with regards to the braces. But, I'm not eating nearly as much junk food as I once was. Pala, one of my co-workers, keeps trying to get me to do the stairs with him....climbing 21 flights of stairs doesn't sound all that appealing to me. I may try it eventually, but I doubt it'll be any day soon.
Life since the last update (eek! that was last November) has been decent for the most part. I've learned a lot about myself since then. Am I a better person? Sure, I guess for at least knowing what I know. Does it make certain situations any better? Not really. Don't worry---I won't write about all my dirty laundry on here...I can still keep secrets, even if I keep them from myself.
My currents:
Weight: about 173 (too much if you ask me)
Song: Faithfully by Journey
Movie that I'm thinking of watching...Oliver and Company (yes, I still watch Disney movies...)
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