I am a 19 - twelvemonth - old female child who has been bestowed with everything in life such as full family , education and all other material comforts . I have been sign with ripe feature such as shapely oculus , nose , etc . except for one thing , my jaw line and my buck teeth . My tooth made me very conscious of how I looked . Due to this reason , I did not have the confidence to smile and express joy openly . Due to my pouch front two teeth , I had become a chronic mouth breather , i.e. I was not capable to breathe from my nose like other the great unwashed do . I used to inhale and exhale both from my mouth . Another difficulty which I faced due to my teeth was I was unable to fold my mouth altogether , and due to this , my mouth structure looked very ill-chosen . My entire school day life I was the stub of many antic , being constantly tantalize by my peers , they called me Dracula , lamia teeth etc . this went on and had a very negative outcome on my confidence degree and ego - respect , the result of which was me becoming very low . visualise my circumstance , my parents wanted to take me to a dentist for treatment , but I had the typical phobia of dentists and backed off . afterwards on , when I was in my adolescent , my parents take me to an orthodontist . The doc examined my jaw and even without any diagnostic examination such as 10 - shaft , told us that my jaw was “ V ” shaped due to which I was ineffectual to breathe through my olfactory organ and made my teeth jut out . The solvent to my trouble was operating theater and for that I had to wait till the age of 18 . My parent , like any other parent , were very petrified upon hearing the Holy Writ “ operating room , ” but as I had to expect till I turned 18 ( which were some year ) , they thought they will expect and see if the condition will improve ( as if it would .. ! ! ! ) cubic decimetre … anyway … I finished my high schooltime , all the while conscious of my looks . My confidence degree was so humble , that I hesitated to talk to other people and take part in any extramarital natural action . I longed to twist 18 … and finally my 18th b’day get … . my parents postulate me to the orthodontist . He grade x - rays for my upper and lower jaw . A dental sawbones was also present , and both the sawbones and the orthodontist examine my tooth , jaw , mouth , nostrils … etc … they were sing in a lot of medical lingo with each other … I felt like some rarified specimen which the docs were unrestrained to discover . After the examination was done , they told us that I had to undergo treatment with braces on my tooth for at least 1.5 years to align my teeth before operating theater can be done on my jaw . After the treatment and operating room , my grinning would meliorate and I would be capable to pass off through my nose . The only minor drawback from the operating theatre was that my anterior naris would flame up a bit . I was lofty of my shapely nozzle , but I also want to fix my teeth . In the end we decided to go for the OR and the intervention was started . It was quite painful for me . The brace made me more self conscious . A metal piece was placed on each and every tooth and my molars were surround by metal brackets , which was very painful for me . Another alloy wire was site around my teeth .
commence day were really irritating for me . I was unable to eat . chew became a painful process for me . I was very put off by food . Even my favorite wimp casserole and hot chocolate gem failed to allure me to eat for the awe of pain . Every month I had to call in my tooth doctor to tighten the telegram on my dentition , so the pressure on the dentition would increase to get them align . The whole process was intolerable and very atrocious . I had to take pain pill the day I visited my dentist . It mat up like as if something heavy was range on my teeth . As time passed by , I got used to it . During this outgrowth , I had to get 4 of my tooth extracted to create distance . The extraction procedure was even more irritating for me . Anyhow I went through it . For 2 more years , I went through that orthodontic ( read horror ) treatment . eventually the day come in when the doc said I was quick for surgery now … before the surgical procedure I also had to get all the 4 of my wisdom tooth extracted as they were in a sleeping ( horizontal ) position . God .. ! ! I had lost so many teeth already … .. I thought that at this rate I would n’t have any tooth to maneuver upon … My day had finally come … girl commonly look forward to their wedding daylight , dressed in virgin white , but I was looking forrader to my surgery day , snip in white operative gown .. ! ! ! ! I had hold off so many years for this day , outlast so much intimidation and tantalization … . Before my surgery , I was see by many other doctors . For them I was just another fascinating compositor’s case , but for me , this surgery was my life .. ! ! ! ! in the end I was take on in the hospital on 8th Nov 2011 . The doc require me not to eat anything after 10:00 promethium . Next morning I was run to be operated . This thought made me really frightened . I had spaghetti for my dinner that night ( felt like the decry adult male ’s last repast ) . I did n’t sleep the whole night . I was emotional and scared at the same clock time . I fall gone as the aurora crept in … In the break of the day , the nurse woke me up and severalize me to brush my teeth and do other such toilet articles . Then she come up up holding a horrible looking acerate leaf ( is it called cannula ? ? ) to infix in the vena of my hand for IV aim . That moron nurse inserted that cannula / needle in a improper fashion … I had so much nuisance that I was hollo bloody murder … .. she kept on maneuvering the phonograph needle to notice the vena and I kept on screaming like Hades the whole time … . The nurse scolded me that I could n’t gestate such a belittled amount of pain , but I always had a scurvy pain in the neck threshold , hence the maniac screaming … . at last another nanny came and was able-bodied to fit the cannula , but there was some swelling in my hand . I was remove to ICU , where I was made to lie down and the nurse kept an ice gang on my hand to relieve the pain and swelling . After sometime , they exact me to the Operation Theater . After they place me on the operating table , the doc asked me “ how are you feeling ? ” etc … while asking me questions , he injected some medicament in my cannula … I began to mislay cognisance slowly and my last opinion was this is the ending of all my pains , I will sense and await different after my surgery … this surgery will end all my woes … little was I to know it was the commencement of the most frightful post - op botheration that I was ever to feel …
” Wake up , you are done with the operation ” … .. the wrangle sounded like coming from a distant place , I slowly state regain consciousness . The surgeon ’s face swam in front of my eye , blurry initially , then it came into focus , that face was utter to me , tell apart me that my surgery was over , and it live for 6 hr and it was successful . As my brain started to focus more , I found myself in the ICU with a mask on my face ( oxygen ) . My whole body hurt like hell , specially my leg . I was not able to move them at all , and the worst part was that I had a piping exiting from my nostrils inside my throat and which extend down to my stomach . I could literally feel the pipe the whole way down to my stomach . My face was gravely BADLY swollen . I still get tears in my heart when I remember that day , the botheration which I felt up after the surgery … I was not able to speak a single word because of the cognitive process and the subsequent swelling and the electron tube present for the aim of flow me . My mom number into the ICU , she pressed my legs to take off some pain , but it did n’t puzzle out … my whole dead body ached as if my bones were break through one by one .
Later that night , after my vitals continue to be stable , I was change from the ICU to my room . My jaw offend so much as if someone was seek to pull my jaws in the paired direction . I could n’t open my mouth or was capable to speak … .. saliva was constantly dribble from my mouth , my face was so badly swollen-headed , there were tubes come out from everywhere , I felt like I had just walk out from a revulsion pic , I look so horrible, … I had visions of myself after surgery , have the perfect smile and expect ah….so….beautiful….but boy was I wrong .. ! ! ! or else of feeling or calculate pretty , I felt and wait like a lead from a horror movie . It was like the pits for me . I could n’t eat anything , because of the swelling and all and I was in uttermost pain . I did n’t have the courage to take care myself in the mirror lest I had nightmares about my face … .I had a glimpse of my contemplation on the threshold ’s glossy surface , that and my parent ’s expression resolve for me how I looked . I was on smooth diet like juice and milk which had to be passed through a tube in my nose . My throat was red and conceited and felt very painful due to the endotracheal tube they had guide to give anesthesia … the nursemaid used to amount every 2 hours to feed the liquids through the NG tube , she injected the liquids into the NG tube via a handsome syringe like they use for horses and cow and I could feel the liquid state lapse through my nose , throat done to my stomach and the whole process was painful . I tell them I would rather not have anything but I had to be kept hydrated and I had to have liquidness . I had extensive pain in my jaw , I was drool the whole time , my whole look also felt dead , but paradoxically I was also have pain … . if I wanted to tell something , I wrote in a notepad to indicate my parents , nanny and the docs as to what I was feeling and what I desire . At dark , I could n’t catch some Z’s bcoz of the bother , I wanted some quiescency meds , but the docs refused to give me any sedative as I had extensive jaw surgery and if I was have any sedative drug , there was the fearfulness of me choking own my own spit , as I was not capable to take back it or even spew it out ( horror of horrors ! ! ! ) … I start crying with bother and I could n’t even express properly how much pain I was in . I could only cry , thrash my branch around and make sounds in my pharynx … see my condition , the doc reluctantly give me another scene of painkiller ( diclofenac ) , but warned me that I was already maxed out on my analgesics and overdose could harm my kidney . I did n’t care if my whole torso was damaged , but I wanted to get rid of this excruciating botheration . He told me to be patient and acquit with the painful sensation , but alas , patience was not one of my virtues and like I said before , I have a very low threshold for pain sensation . Days passed like this , I was always restless , not capable to sleep soundly for any length of time , I was dozing off , then ignite up crying from pain in the neck … It find like I was about to die . I was not able-bodied to emit properly and had mickle of pain on my look . I felt nauseous . Nights were even more horrible , I was shout a lot bcoz of the pain and discomfort which persisted despite the bucket full of meds I was taking . Daily I used to wander in the corridors of the hospital to divert my judgment from pain and for a small change . I could palpate and see the shock on other patients ’ case after they saw my facial expression … My face felt heavy and egotistical , it did n’t palpate like my face anymore .
Every good morning and evening , the nursemaid would houseclean my mouth , jaw , nostril etc . I would start with pain in the neck every meter she touched my face , I could n’t scream like before , only make muffled sound in my throat and cream my arms wildly to point the extent of my pain in the neck . When clean house , the nurse always used to tell me to try and open my backtalk as wide as I could , but it was very hard and painful for me , but I had to do it . She used to eject H2O in my mouth and clean it with a cotton bud … .. but again that moron was so boisterous in doing that , I used to snap up her deal when she was doing it . at last , my Fatherhood went and made a ailment and they sent another nursemaid who was more experient and had a effective bedside style for the cleaning job . There were 4 surgeons who operated on me . My regular sawbones would visit me twice a Clarence Day along with 3 other surgeons who had helped him to go on me . He said that I was doing fine and would be discharged in a few daylight . As I was on swimming dieting , I would feel weak ad dizzy constantly . I also feel world-weary . I passed my metre by playing secret plan on my blackberry bush and to distract me from my pain . Whatever I demand , whatever I felt , I convey it to others by writing it down . Finally my Clarence Day of firing off arrived . The nanny come to withdraw my NG tube . When the thermionic valve was coming out , it felt very uncomfortable and eldritch . Seeing the blood on the tube made me quite giddy .
I went home with my swollen face . For me , it was embarrassing to go out in such condition , so I tried covering my look as much as potential . I was feeling weak advertising was not able to take the air properly as I was completely on fluid dieting and did n’t even remember what solids looked like .. ! ! ! My daily diet contain of juice , milk , soups , tea or coffee . But my pain never left me .. ! Upon my discharge , I was dictate quite a lot of meds such as Forcef C - V-200 mg , Ornidazole-500 mg , Flozen AA , Zincovit sirup ( for strength ) , Limcee-500 mg …… . It was unspeakable swallowing the meds . As I recollect that worsened was get over , I was in for another shock … ! At my next dental appointment , my surgeon sealed my sassing so that my jaws would heal in complete alignment . It was to be keep sealed for 1 whole month . Oh My God ! That pain was extremely horrible , awful ; terrible ; no words are adequate enough to identify that pain . Just imagine , close your both jaws together and not able to open them at all .. ! ! I count you ca n’t be like that for more than a few minutes , but I had to suffer that too . Due to my mouth being sealed , it was now more difficult to have liquid as well . I had take liquids very easy and cautiously through a husk . Drinking half a crank of succus would take half an hour for me .. ! ! ! Each day was like a torture to me . I was not capable to talk and had quite blank out how to speak . Slowly days went by …… .
I still did n’t look myself in the mirror because I was scared of seeing how I looked . Some of the swelling had reduced , but still there was major swelling on my face . I cover the mirror in my room to debar even an inadvertent glance of myself . After one calendar month , the doc articulate that my jaw were in alliance now and removed whatever was keeping my mouth seal / shut together . The physician advised me to start eating soft solid food now . I had lose a caboodle of free weight , as I was on fluent diet for more than a month now . After almost 2 months , for the first time I had some rice porridge , my first meal which was not totally liquid . I finally find out the courage to look myself in the mirror , as almost 2 month had passed after the surgical procedure and the excrescence also had subside fairly … I was surprised at what I saw … … I looked so different .. ! ! so much prettier than before ( albeit a little bite of protuberance ) My grin was almost perfect … . the only drawback which the doc had previse me about was that my nostril had erupt a scrap , but the top was that I was now able-bodied to take a breath through my nose more freely now . My Modern typeface made me plenty glad and cave in me the braveness and motive to put up with the residue of the discourse . I still had braces on my tooth though . The treatment was still far from being complete , and I was still amaze in the storm of discomfort and had a long way to go … …
The treatment with the braces was to be continue for one more year so as to enable my dentition to cure and settle in a consummate alinement . Again the same old turn start , the same pain , the doc use to tighten the wire of my braces every calendar month and the whole day I had pain . For me , the dental clinic had become a second home for me , the dental practitioner ’s hot seat a seam for me and the tooth doctor himself feel like a beloved folk member . I had to wear minor golosh bands with my braces to keep the teeth in alignment and that was for 3 months . It used to pain a lot . I could literally feel the movement of my teeth . Those small rubber band used to get unfold whole and increase my pain sensation . After 3 months I was finally done with it , but still not totally yet ! ! ! !
After a routine x - shaft , I come to know that I had a cavity in one of my teeth . I thought “ here we go again .. !” … more surgical operation for me . I had to undergo a Root Canal treatment which consisted of two posing … . More painful sensation for me ( L * sob* … *sob * L) .. Again I had to swallow up a load of pain in the ass cause of death . The RCT itself was quite painful . It felt as if someone was poking in my gums using a very sharp pin seek for God knows what .. ! ! Anyhow I had go through that as well . In the month of Oct 2012 , my duet were removed . I was very much quenched with my teeth and my grin , my overall looking at , but still my treatment was not completely done yet ! ! !
The doc put a plain wire which is not visible to others and which will remain for at least 2 years and I had to wear two removable brace , for both of my jaw for 1 more year . Five metallic plate were fitted in my jaws during the operating theatre , which are seeable only on the ten - ray . Now it has been almost a class since my surgery , but I still feel pain in the ass in my chin and sometimes in the cheeks when the weather is moth-eaten . I experience some apathy in my Kuki too . The doc says it will go away gradually and the residuary upshot of anaesthesia around my chin would also pass . Although the pain is much much bearable now and it is not like the severe pain which I had after the operating theater ( obviously ) , I still ca n’t open my mouth to its full extent . If I examine to , then it get down hurting me . I hope that eventually I will be completely and whole pain gratuitous .
After going through years of mental and forcible nuisance , the panoptic surgical operation and its recovery , I have have a very dazzling smile now . Almost 3 year of painful treatment and more 2 years with the sheer bracing , almost 5 days of my life I had to support nuisance , just to have a beautiful smile … .
I am very happy now . I do n’t feel awkward or conscious when I express joy . I flaunt my pure pearly-white Andrew Dickson White now … and I can breathe better through my nozzle as well , which I was not doing antecedently . Hats off to my operating surgeon who did my OR . Today I just ca n’t stop grinning from auricle to ear … .. literally ! I want to flaunt my smile all the time . Throughout this trial by ordeal , my faith in the God kept me solid and helped me get through all the pain in the neck … . one thing is for indisputable , in monastic order to value every right thing in your life , you have to put up from this gravid word “ PAIN . ”
