Today I plan to do something my father told me not to, to stay awake deep in the dark, quiet night. He told me to go to bed, I knew he had told me for my own sake, but I still decided to disobey him because I don't stay up late during weekdays. He had told me because tomorrow I must have my braces tightened, I missed my appointment last week, we forgot. So my father called my orthodontist to make another appointment, instead of just letting it go by.
I hate these appointments, they tighten your braces, and later in the day or the next day it hurts like biting a spoon by accident but worse. When you feel pain it means that your body is warning you, and apparently when you feel pain from your braces, it means that the process is working and warning you at the same time. These appointments make me uneasy, though I try to look strong on the outside, hey I'm still a human being. I droop when I feel pain, I'm depressed when I feel pain, and I'm agitated when I feel pain. The appointments are every month, and for everyone else that has braces, I really don't know how you put up with it. I just know that it gets tough for me.
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