A pinhole of my life.: Braces!

A few updates to share with ya.

Braces done on 09/03/2013.
Terrifying stories from friends about braces freaked me out, especially those on the feeling of helplessness deep within, like those on "You will gradually think everything is tasteless, since your sense of taste is literally buried by the P-word, Pain."

But mine was bearable. As long as I don't eat, I'm fine. Lol. I mean, I will eat something, but not everything. Biting on anything hurts, I could only swallow for now and risk getting choked. Lol. Once I began my first bite on the Chicken Caesar Salad, I winced. The pain came without warning, and I began to regret. I'm so much like a martyr, someone who suffers for defending his belief, but of course for me I suffer for decimating the crooked smile. Lol, extremely exaggerative!

Brushing hurts too.

What's intriguing was that your lips look more perky; you can't close your mouth in a natural way and your lips look though they have been plumped. :D

Me with metal braces. Pic was taken abit too far, hope you can see the braces enclosing my teeth though.
My orthodontist, Dr K. Koh, used to be Ling's lecturer in Nanyang Poly. It's funny how he asked "When is your wedding?" the moment I asked him how much time it will take for me to deband. Lol.
I would take 2 years to straighten my set of teeth. :D
Two were extracted to make space for two obvious protruding teeth.

Three falls in a week of Feb. My right knee (unoperated knee) has started to weaken so much that it started to partially dislocate. For the first two times, CS caught me and I was unhurt (Totally amazed by his fast reflexes!). However, for the 3rd time, I wasn't so lucky, he wasn't beside me to break my fall and I fell with knees headed straight to the ground. I felt that the injuries were skin-deep but still they gave an uncomfortable burning sensation. The right knee locked. Locking would mean not being able to straighten my leg for some time as my muscles were all so tensed up, and would mean my walking is compromised. Crutches were back to support me. The general doctor is no magician; he could only give me some anti-inflammation meds and said subluxation has no permanent solution other than surgery, or maybe physical therapy.

Agony of defeat. Why can't the right knee wait for awhile longer before it breaks? I just needed it to be fine until the left knee recovers.

Yes, the only reason I could think of was that physical therapy workouts could not be proceeded that few nights as I was still feeling the ache from the last intensive physiotherapy session.
After that unfortunate week, I decided wholeheartedly to never skip a day of workout and to keep that promise until the day I die. My guess was right, no more falls after that. I have to gather back that courage to walk fearlessly again, to walk without looking at the pavement and avoiding all stones, leaves, slopes and stairs, to walk and talk to friends at the same time, and to walk without being conscious about every small step I take.. I dunno how long it's going to take but I know it's still a long road towards recovery.
I will try... I will try hard. I have to learn how to walk.

Love what you are, not hate what you are not.

I'm thankful that the 二十四孝 Simba does all the physical exercises with me daily, eat porridge with me and bought me beancurd as dinner (I refused to have dinner lately as I refused to bear with the pain of biting lol.)

I'm officially a part-time staff in the tuition centre and have started offering some classes to students and beginner adults. Cool!

PH commented that my nephew has a striking resemblance to me to a terrifying extent. Lol.
Here are a few photos of the young me for you to judge:

(Psst Carine, here to keep my promise on showing you these photos. Don't I look the same since young? Lol.)