I have exactly two weeks to go before my surgery, and I’m starting to get nervous. Besides the first few months after I initially heard the treatment plan, I think I’ve been dealing well with the whole situation - at least in terms of not being too scared about the surgery and outcome. It was more just a struggle to get to that point, having to stay completely organized and on top of things in order to follow up on everything that I apparently needed to. However, after going to my orthodontist appointment on Monday, it’s finally starting to dawn on me that this surgery is soon going to become a reality for me instead of some distantly visible goal. All Dr. D. did was make sure my ties were all pushed down, and then he told me that he would let me know after he met with Dr. G. again if I needed to come in to get the teeth separated where my upper jaw will be split. The whole drive home I was in this strange floaty state, where I was coming to grips with the realization that the whole surgery is practically upon me. The more I think about it, the more I’m doubting that this is absolutely the best plan for me. I realize that it’s necessary if I ever want to be able to chew normally, but I also don’t think it’s going to be the magical cure-all for my TMJ. After all, the part of my jaw by that joint won’t even be affected by the surgery - the relevant breaking points will all be more towards the middle of the jawbone. I also know that these doubts are most likely perfectly normal preceding such a big event, and so for the time being, I’m trying not to get too caught up in my nerves.

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