I woke with what I thought was a nagging toothache. With my jaw clenched tight, I raced to the dentist to get my diagnosis. “Nope. No cavity. No infection. Are you, by any chance, stressed out about anything?” my dentist asked.
“Well, yes of course I am.” I managed to say after she helped me unhinge my jaw from its TMJ. “I am a modern American mother. This is our constant state of being, isn’t it?” Read More