A Young Wife’s Tale

My jaw hurts. Worse than it has hurt in over a year. I had a filling replaced. It was only two years old. I guess clenching and grinding your teeth wears fillings out pretty fast.

I set up the appointment one week ago, on the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. I had a little trouble with my voicemail over the holiday, but I didn’t worry about it, since it was a holiday. Today, I got my voicemail working again, and I had multiple messages from the dental office trying to confirm my appointment. The last message said that they were canceling my appointment since I hadn’t confirmed.

I am not a psycho just because I take clonazepam. Clonazepam, or klonopin if you get the name brand, is always listed as one of the medications crazy people are taking in movies and on television shows. Next time you’re watching Law & Order or a medical drama, and they’re dealing with a psycho killer, listen to the medications the psycho is taking. Clonazepam is always listed.

I take clonazepam for my TMJ Disorder. It was prescribed by my specialist, who has DDS not MD after his name. He told me it would help me get a deeper sleep and clench my jaw less. I take a small dose, and it helps a lot.

I’m living with an open bite. It’s not going to change any time soon. Here’s what it looks like when I bite down.

Brother #3 and I went to Philadelphia today. Here we are at Independence Hall.

We survived our second week in New Jersey.

Monday when David came home from work, he said, “I put in a request to go to a training conference in Virginia. It’s Wednesday through Friday. They’ll never approve it on such short notice.”

Tuesday afternoon, David calls me and says, “Pack my bag. I’m leaving in three hours.”