Cookie therapy

So! Last Wednesday, I went to the dentist to have some work done, which ended the way these visits always do: My jaw is killing me.


I have a condition called TMJD, which basically means that the cartilage in my jaw is shot. Kind of like having a bum knee, except I have a bum jaw.


And it really doesn't bother me any more, except for any time I have to have any dental work done more complicated than a simple cleaning. At which point my jaw says, "Well, SHIT, sister, let's have some fun!"


And the pain cranks up and stays. Sometimes for days, sometimes for weeks, and on one memorable occasion, back when I was first diagnosed, for months.


All I can do is wear my nightguard and keep on a regular Advil schedule and wait it out.


Oh, and eat.


Ironically, one of the only things that makes my aching jaw feel better is chewing. Not opening and closing my mouth, not fake-chewing, but actual chewing.


Right now I'm working my way through a box of Friehofer's cookies. Those little mini-cookies. I'm pretty sure they'll be gone by Friday.


Time to dust off the Jillian Michaels DVD ...

Oh! Oh! And in totally unrelated news, which I thought of because of Jillian Michaels who is on The Biggest Loser which I tried to watch last night but could not because of all that grunting in the gym but it reminded me of another reality TV show ..

Is anybody watching Sister Wives? Is that not the most creepy show ever? I mean, let's put aside the whole polygamy thing, isn't the husband, like, really odd? Like a cross between Charlie Brown and Charles Manson?

Oh! And all they do is sit around and talk about how they're perfectly normal, of course they have sex but it's one at a time hahahaha nothing to see here move along ...

... moving along.

I can't even talk about the weather forecast here right now because I am not good in a crisis and lalalalalala jeezus wish me luck.

Think dry thoughts, okay?