Many people dislike Mondays, but for me, the last couple of weeks, I've wished the weekend to be over so that Monday will come and I can call the hospital to find out if I have a date to meet my surgeon. I call so often we're on first name terms now.
Well for 2.5 seconds, today felt like my big break.
The Receptionist told me 'oh, yes actually you do have an appointment!'
'Oh thats brilliant, when is it?'
May 2nd. Just to meet with the guy, then god knows when my surgery will be. I actually cried a little once I hung up.
So I called my surgeon's secretary and begged her to find out why this is taking so long - I don't understand how last year they were certain it would be January, then this year they've assured me it would be March.. and now possibly not even May?
Today also marks the 2 years since I've had braces, and if the date for my appointment is anything to go by, I've got another good 5 months with these attached to my face. If you're a blogger who reads my rants regularly, you'll know that a common complaint of mine is people mistaking my age due to my braces. But it's not all bad - as yesterday, bowling with my family, I passed as a 15 year old and got a child's ticket! knocked 6 years off me!
All in all, not a good start to the week. The secretary said she will gather my case file and speak with my surgeon and get back to me within a few days. I'm praying for good news.
Also, May is exam time - just my luck to have my face broken then.
Hope your weeks start off better, have a good day, bloggers!