So. Today marks two weeks since I’ve been wearing this monstrosity.
And I’ve got to say – it’s worse than I thought.
Aunt Diane, you’ve seen me in person – it’s worse than you thought, too. Am I right?
It hurt like crazy for the first week. I had sores all over my gums, my tongue was cut to pieces, it was just awful. It has gotten better pain-wise. Quite a bit, in fact. But I’ve still gotten up in the middle of the night the last two nights to take it out.
The worst thing, though, is that I can’t talk. Again, that’s gotten better, but I still talk like I’ve got a giant wad of plastic and metal in my mouth. Because I DO. It’s pretty embarrassing.
And speaking of embarrassing, there’s also the way it looks. Which is awful. It looks like I’ve got a giant wad of plastic and metal in my mouth. Oh wait.
In the grand scheme of things, this is not a big deal. It’s a short-term problem, and theoretically it’ll be better in the long run.
And, for what it’s worth, I went to the gym on Friday and I actually think this ridiculous thing helped me breathe better. Who knows. I may become a runner yet.
But I doubt it.
Lisping and talking funny are always fodder for Jenny, I’m sure.!
It is worse than I imagined but you are a trooper and I think it will pay off.
I keep forgetting to ask you about this contraption. Glad to hear the pain has gotten better. You will be a marathon runner in no time. I have no doubt!
It’s not real until you POST A PIC! Seriously, you know I am a HUGE wimp so I give you major props for this! I am glad you saw a difference in breathing already since it’s such a huge ordeal for you. I know you had to pay for this, but I KIND OF think there should be like a government program where you can get reimbursed for your pain and suffering!!
You are my hero.
I stumbled across this blog this morning and dug further in when I realized you two are from the same area I grew up.. and then I see you have a Frankel too (I had one long, long ago). I have never seen or heard of anyone else having one until you bravely posted this torture device. I had mine all through first grade, so good luck- it was a long time ago, but I can’t forget how much that thing hurt my mouth.