I finally broke down and made an appointment with an orthodontist for a night guard. Do you know what that is? It's a chomper stopper. I've been grinding my teeth at night for probably as long as I've had teeth. And now, as my front teeth reach the thinness of rice paper, and my back teeth rubble down like so many coarsely filed nodules, I have been strongly 'encouraged' by my dentist to get this done. It's a new year, the insurance deductible is cycled back to you-pay-100%, but the medical spending account is busting with ready cash too. So there you are. Soon I'll have a nice slimy peace of plastic sitting in my mouth all night. Every night. As I turn to Amanda, "Hehhh babuh givh uth uh kithhh...uhh...weht uh thecund" ::clackity clickity glorp clunk:: "Sorry babe, I forgot about that thing...::wiping of spit::...now where was I?"
Ick.
Harrison walked up while I was nailing some trim on the side of the house. He was handing me nails and said "You're doing a real good job Dad!" I love these kids. Must be all that processed sugar in their diet, makes them so sweet.
Dude, I got one of those a while back. EVERY DAMN MORNING I would wake up and find it on the nightstand. Apparently, I would take it out without ever realizing it. Bah! That was two years ago. Now I have to relocate the thing and go back to wearing it, since I'm stress-cracking two front teeth.
I use one -- have for years. Went from a full-bore, all-teeth-covered SUV of a thing to the newer, sleeker, front-teeth-only sports coupe model. Either way, I don't grind my teeth any more (though I swear my front teeth no longer meet when I close my mouth).
Jer, the trick is not to put it in until *after* you're done with all the kissing and goodnighting of your wife. I'm pretty sure that's in the manual.