Brother just before getting his braces.
Here is the problem- he is 10 years old. A 10 year old that has to be reminded to wear his retainer, a 10 year old that kept forgetting to wear his retainer. It got to the point that the retainer did not fit correctly in his mouth- I could see that his front teeth were spreading out again. Last week he came hom from school and showed me his retainer- it was in two pieces. It was in his backpack and someone stepped on it at school.
What could I say? We obviously can't fly back to the states to get a new retainer. I keep thinking there has to be a solution here- but I think it will involve getting the braces back on. We'll see if I am successful or not.
I know I can't be there at school with my son to be sure he puts his retainer in the plastic case to keep it from getting broken while he's eating lunch. But I still feel responsible. I did not make sure he had his retainer in every night. Some nights I tucked him in and knew his retainer was downstairs in the kitchen- but we were both too tired to get it.
After braces- before the retainer broke. (In the train station in Shinjuku)
I kept saying to myself the reason I was tired all the time was because the move and this crazy year had worn me completely out. That is true to a point. It has been one hell of a year. But... Truth is I wasn't taking care of myself and haven't done so in a very long time. I have an underactive thyroid that I take Synthroid for. These past months I have not been consistent in taking it like I should. I even let the prescription run out. I convinced myself that it wasn't that important. I can miss a dose and not feel the effects immediately. It is more of a gradual process. Eventually I lost all motivation and felt utterly exhausted- even with a good night's sleep. Everything was feeling like a huge effort, my hair was looking terrible and I was gaining weight. All signs of low levels of thryoid.
I finally saw the doctor here. He wrote me a new 'scrip. 5 days later I feel so much better! I have energy again and feel motivated once again.
I deserve a big slap upside my forehead- a "you coulda had a V-8" kind of slap.
I don't know if I really could have avoided Brother's mishap with his retainer- but I do know I could have been more vigilant about making him wear it every night. This is really going to bother me for a while. His teeth almost look like they did before the braces- it makes me feel sick to my stomach. I hope to find a solution soon.
The moral of the story- we have to take care of ourselves- otherwise we can't properly take care of others. I have made a promise to myself to make sure to take my meds like I should, exercise every day (even if its just walking), and to make good choices when I eat. I deserve to take care of myself- and my children deserve that I take good care of them. This especially important now that I am playing single mom again.
PS- I changed the name of my blog to Living overseas as opposed to moving overseas- I am trying to put the "moving" part behind me!