Earlier this week, I referenced an event that would totally change my life. I was talking about picking up my new nightguard at the dentist. That is the state of my life these days. It has been two days and I’m still adjusting to basically sleeping with an oversized retainer. And while it hasn’t completely changed my life overnight–I keep hope alive that my migraines will subside and that the vertical wrinkle between my eyes will no longer be there when I wake in the morning because of the intensity with which I grind my teeth.

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This morning, I had to venture across town to go to my dentist’s office. Quelle unpleasant. It required a bus AND the subway. And then when I got there, I had to have molds made of my teeth. My mouth was not happy. And I had horrible flashbacks to 8th grade and my braces. Sigh.

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