temporomandibular joint disorder. that's what i have. basically, i have a sore jaw.
let's begin at the beginning.
i had bad dreams last night and the night before. horrible dream where i was at the dodgey IGA near work and there was a veiled lady behind me who asked which nationality i was and i replied 'italian' and she muttered something under her breath about arabs. then another dream where i was driving down kings way and when it became queens road there were roadworks and i couldn't work out which lanes were closed and i accidentally drove into the wrong lane and picked up a roadworks sign in my front right wheel and i had to stop in the middle of the traffic and no one would help me get it out. i know neither of these dreams sound too bad, but i had so many more, they were distressing all together.
anyway. this morning i went to work complaining that the left side of my jaw was aching. just after 10 i found... a piece of my tooth that i had obviously ground off during my dreams.
to stress me out further at work, everyone started googling 'sore jaw' to see what it would come up with. which is when i found out i had temporomandibular joint disorder. (well, that was the last thing i was willing to listen to after 'you have tetanus!' / 'you have lockjaw!' / 'you're just gonna die!')
except i haven't eaten 54 HOTDOGS!
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