I haven't been to the dentist in a couple of years, but the shooting pain in my teeth to the point that I can't even catch my breath told me it was time. So I dragged my butt out of bed for an 8am appointment on my day off. Take the opportunity to sleep in, nah. Not I. I live to torture myself.
My new dentist I picked from the listing of American Dental Association members in my area, and she graduated from dental school in 2002. I figure she's young and must be up on all the new things. So what does she tell me?
Apparently the stress of the past almost 13 months has caused me to grind my teeth in my sleep. I wore down my teeth so much that the Sensodine and ProEnamel Sensodine are no longer doing the trick and even one of my fillings now has to be replaced. Not just that, but now I need a Night Guard for my mouth.
She asked me if I had noticed the grinding. Considering I now sleep alone, and it's not like the animals can wake me up at night to say "Hey, shut up the noise. We're trying to sleep;" I hadn't really noticed.
I have to give her credit though, she really sold me on it by telling me I could get it in almost any color I want. I'm considering glow-in-the dark so the cats have something to play with when they wonder what the heck's on mommy's face.

