Weekly enthusiasms

A weekly review of something I love.


Image: Carlos ZGZ via  Flickr

Image: Carlos ZGZ via Flickr

It has come to my attention, after a recent visit to the dentist, that I am slowly grinding my teeth into oblivion. This was somewhat surprising news. I was hesitant to admit to my dental hygienist that I am a notoriously prolific nighttime drooler and had taken that as evidence that I sleep with my mouth wide open, therefore rendering tooth-grinding near impossible. But here I am, being open and honest: I'm gross. So, after my appointment, I asked my [Tommy Wiseau voice] future husband whether or not he had ever noticed me grinding my teeth in my sleep. "No, I don't think so," he said, but I assumed that he had not been paying enough attention to my weird nighttime habits. 

That is until the next day when I was sitting at my desk and caught myself clenching all my teeth together. It was uncomfortable, and also I thought SHIT, DO I DO THIS ALL THE TIME?! The answer is: yes! Enough to be medically significant. It is probably the cause of my weird clicky jaw and the answer to my not-infrequent-enough question: "Do your teeth ever just hurt sometimes?"

So, I have taken it upon myself to notice a whole lot more this past week. There is something to be said for being present for yourself—putting your oxygen mask on before helping anyone else, if you will. What are my teeth doing? Why are my teeth being this way? Can I fix it?

There, that's better.