The Hidden Mickey in Me

As I was on the car going to my dentist's clinic, I was thinking what color would I chose for my next elastic ligatures. Usually as I arrived at her clinic, her assistant would then hand me over a plastic storage box filled with colorful ligatures indivudually packed on a resealable cute little plastics. It's my 14th month with my braces now, once a month I'm scheduled for an adjustments. All these times I had gone through several colors of Power O (elastic liatures), as I call it. As much as possible I try not to go through colors I had before, so I attempted several ways to remember what color I have already used. First I tried to recall each month what color I had the previous month until I lost count of the color, then I tried taking pictures of my guarded teeth, but I'm having a hard time recognizing the color in the pictures (hmp!)

Here's some of my snapshots:

These are those that worked... I did not include those that looked all the same (even if they are not).



I attended an event during this time, and our group color was green & yellow, so I had it combined.


silver?


pink

bluee green?
(never mind what my teeth looks like... I need the braces remember?)

And listing?.. nope! I haven't tried that one there are so many shades of blue, red, pink, and others that its hard to narratively describe..(one of the reason I lost count of color.. :)Well anyway, so I was getting a little confused on what color will I have this time, so I said to myself "maybe I will have it brown or blue since I will be attending a wedding not many days from now, since that will be the motiff", so why not? I was kinda hoping too, that my dentist have a new shade of brown or blue since I had those colors before. When I finally arrived at the clinic the color delima suddenly flew out of my mind, when I recalled the status of my teeth... Oh no, now I'm certain I would stay quite a few minutes inside the clinic because the last time I checked I have one tube missing (which may be I accidentally swallowed, I'm really not quite sure!), so for sure my dentist have to replace it. That means I will be tasting again that sour/acidic solution used to cement something on my tooth... So after the long wait my most awaited moment has come... time to choose the ligature... just when I about to pick a shade of blue I'm not sure if I had before, my dentist then said.. "Sam, I have some new ligatures, here.." and then before me appeared the cutest little thing my eyes have ever seen... elastic ligatures with mickey mouse's ears! AS IN! In yellow, red, orange, and dark violet. I picked the dark one, I don't quite like the bright ones. Here's what it looks like on my teeth now...



it looks more like a butterfly on the picture though... :)

At the end of the day I'm just happy with my teeth and how it is progressing... How it looks before?.. You don't want to see... :) Lesson I learn? You really have no reason to be afraid of the dentist. What they will do to you will be for our own good. It may hurt but it can be fun too... besides they ae just doing their job. :)

So, thanks doc!

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Hi!

Welcome to my blog. But really it is more like an external memory device for me to store life's precious moments, thoughts and experiences, because there are just things in life that we don't want to forget.




And so for me, to make sure I won't, I made use of this free-technology to be my aid. I'm not really expecting anyone to read my blog, but for those of you who just have that free time, and you don't know what else to do, you can try and check this out; maybe you can get something out of it or maybe I could get something from you.. I really don't know which one would work. Well any way, to continue my sentiments on how I should have a sort of external memory device, well yeah I badly need to. Powerful as the my brain and your brain may be, there will come a time that I and you will find it hard to recall some things. I don't even remember now the face of one of my kinder school teacher, all that I have was the memory of how her eraser smells, every time she have to erase something on my paper, and I can't even explain how it smells but the smell is running around my mind. See? Not even age can tell when we will start to hardly remember something. Maybe it's in one's genes,I strongly believe, because there are those who really have a sharp memory that even if they are advanced in age its easy for them to recall and academic-wise there are those that have that gift of memory and those that do not.Well for me though my memory is pretty strong for now, except for that teacher-face part, I won't wait for that time where I can't even remember my name. So I made this up. I know there are questions running through your mind about the stability and consistency of this technology,I have that in mind too. I may not be able to provide an answer that can assure me this will last but as far as where it can take me, this will be my external memory, to remind me not only of who I am, but of things, people and place that made me who I am.

I'm not really a creative writer but at least I know how to write.