I still had hope…though it was diminishing. I just wanted some good news. I wanted my surgeon to tell me something
good.
I went to him with the information from the orthodontist. I explained that even though I understood that
the Orgonathic surgery is small and relatively easy, it sounded horrendous. He put my mind at ease by explaining that he
can do the Orgonathic surgery without additional pins and/plates being put in
my jaw. This made me ecstatic.
He then gave me even better news: since I wear my retainers
religiously, I might not need braces. I
needed to have bite impressions made to see exactly what needed to be done.
Neither medical nor dental insurance covered the cost of the
impressions, but I was willing to spend the money to find out if I would need
braces for a third time in my life. I
was definitely optimistic and praying for some good news.
The office took two sets of impressions, but I'm not sure what the 2nd set looked like.
Meanwhile, I was still struggling with whether or not I
wanted Total Joint Replacement and Orgonathic surgery, or if I just wanted to
wait. The surgery is huge and
frightening, and though I am normally quite decisive I couldn’t decide. Not only that, but normally I trust my gut instinct,
yet it almost felt as if all my instincts were gone.
I discussed my options with my friends and family, yet knew
that ultimately the decision was mine.
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