I'm a 23 brazilian girl and i've discovered this site by looking for
scoliosis news. I decided to tell my story to all of you as I realized you all
like braces.
PS: FIRST I NEED TO SAY THAT I'M A PORTUGUESE SPEAKER, SO SORRY FOR WRONG WORDS
OR SOME BAD MEANING. i'LL TRY TO DO MY BEST!!!!
Well, through all my teen age, I had a big panic of photos, images, mirror and
all that stuff. I got a clear reason for that: I've been wearing a Milwaukee
brace for almost 5 years.. It was for need and I know it's hard enough to make
you sad and really upset.
Brace user's are always on focus. People even those who just "take a
look" and specially the cruel kind that in fact stare at you, they all
think about the brace thing. I don't know what they wonder about it, but now,
being off, I can say this experience adds to you courage and force.
Sometimes, I take my brace out of the cabinet ( no, I don't miss it ...) and
remember that period of my life, some years ago, not too far, but really
dificult. It was really a complicaed period for a girl because our world is too
visual: images have more value than words or unfortunelly feelings.
I worn a tradicional Milwaukee brace from 12 to 17 ( a big time...) . It was
the usual type with throat mold, neck ring, chin pad ( that's the worst piece
of any brace, isn't it???) and some bands and pads all along on the 3 steel
bars. My girdle was made of plastic which I think is easier for cleaning.
My parents took me to a surgeon when I was 11. At the age of 12 , I had my
brace on. I remember exactaly the doctor's words: " No more time to lose,
let's put a brace in your back." A brace? What is that ? Of course, I had
a very small idea of that. But when you see someone braced, you don't image how
it really is. The doctor told us to come again next day to have a better view
of my case, to discuss about my future braces and how it works. My old brother
told me: "You gonna be horrible, like a metal robot, it's ridiculous...
Coming back from the doctor was sad. i didn't said a word. I didn't belive I
had to wear a brace. Mom told me she would support me. we talked a lot, she
tried to show me it won't be the end of the world.
But nobody could change reality. My curve was in 24 degrees and my treatment
would be long and hard to keep on: 23 hours daily , period of 3 to 5 years. The
mesuraments were all taken, week later my brace was done, waiting for me.
I remember Mom and I at the clinic. There were also 2 boys with their parents
in the waiting room. One was carring a x-ray and wearing a brace. He seems to
be very happy and to be well with the brace on. Mom made me realise for first
time that the brace isn't a problem ( using the boy as a prove ).But I was
afraid.
First, I've learned how to put my brace and the adjusts that must be respected.
Maria, the nurse took me alone with her and we spent an hour talking, she's got
experience with scoliotic pacients. I finally put it on by me and also had put
all my clothes , when the door opened: it was Mom.She opened a big smile and
looking to me, she said: " You look great darling, trust me, you are
ok." Then, the doctor told me that we need to check up the curve to have
control of my scoliosis.That was the start.......
The brace structure, specially the neck ring it self has two diferent
"powers". Althought it "protects" you, it also
"expose".Let me explain my ideas of the brace thing:
1) First idea: protection-The neck ring in it's funcion makes you look always
straight ahead, no head or neck moves are allowed. Ok, by this way , you can't
see people's reaction, of course some of them turn and keep looking and me,
just because I worn a brace.Thousands of time I've felt that ( as most brce
users do). By the way, can't move, can't see, so it doesn't matter, try to
abort, be strong and go on, move...
2) Second idea: expose - As being in a very rigid position you must stare and
face everyone who looks in front of you. When you don't wear a brece, it's
simple: you just look away , don't face.It was not my case!!!So I made my mind
to be happy and normal with mu brace on.
Don't try to lie to yourself, it will be cruel. I never had an ilusion that I
could totally hide my neck brace. Of course not!!! It comes from pelvis to
chin, impossible to be full covered. It was there, it must be for my benefit.
Loose dresses, pants and large t-shirts were my basic uniform. I had to change
my conception of dressing, even my own style. I love tops but I never went out
of my house on a tank top. I remember that all my friends were starting to put
on tops because of the growing of the breasts, they all were pround of that, as
a signal of getting older and getting boyfriends. I felt very shy because my
breasts were really bigger than the other's girls. But, I couldn't show my
"advantage" because of the brace.
I really took a long time for me to agree with the idea of no more beach days.
Allmy friends after classes went on the beach and I had to be in my brace. In
the start, I usually stayed at home because in my mind I couldn't be there:
it's a place to be in a bikini, to swin and play, things I really enjoy. But
some friends started to ask for my presence. So I put on my shorts and my
t-shirt and went on.I had no diving, no bikini, but I felt good of not being
apart of my friends. I Liked to seat on a chair, take some sun, talk, have some
fun. My brace won't took me these plesuares. A brace puts limits on your life
but it doesn't let you apart of nothing.
I love big earings, specially those which comes down to the chin. Forget about
!!! Think: less is more...( you already got a very unusual thing). It also
works for neck laces, tight blouses and make-up. Remember, less sometimes means
more....
I got 2 facts that were important like lessons that I've learned: I can't
forget them!!!!!!! 1
) I wasn't very used to my brace, I always sat on the last desk of the class,
beside the wall( to avoid looking). One pen, fallen from my hand and it was
near but dificult to caught( specially by the neck ring). A boy , next seat
offered his help, but I said: " No, that's ok, I'll take it." I had
an "adventure"to rescue my pen, had to be on my kness, to force my
neck and so on.It must had been easier if I accepted the fact that a help is
necessary and normal. People don't help you because they think your are totally
unable. It's just a gently way of treatment. Accept. think that some people
also have plesuare to be kind, not to be sorrow....
2)Being in a fully place, there was a girl carring a wool coat. We had few
space to walk. While she was coming behind me, her coat's collar stuck on a
screw of my neck ring!!!! Could you belive that????? She got really embarassed,
everybody looked to us. I think some strng things can happen, try to make fun,
to have sense of humor. Don't punish yourself and never think that you got bad
luck or I've been born to suffer. HOLD ON YOUR BRACE AND KEEP IT ON!!!! BELIVE
ME, IT WORKS.
pbraganca@zipmail.com.br
Paloma from Rio de Janeiro - Brazil
| Attention -- A Special Note From Bink -- |
| Paloma was kind enough to share her real life
experiences with us all through this great story. She is not a native English
speaker so the spelling/use of some word may not be accurate. However, I have
made it a policy not edit anyone's work, so please understand. Also, please
respect her by not asking personal questions or badgering her for pictures,
ect. - Thank you, Binkly |
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