During these last couple weeks of not feeling as mentally sluggish as usual, I had pretty bad dystonia. Today it was my brain that felt clenched instead of my hand, foot or jaw, and I wasn’t able to produce anything of consequence here or with the lighthouse.
I don’t write much about oromandibular dystonia because who knows what people will misguidedly envision if they look it up. But I currently have a broken molar as a result of it, something that’s happened before, and the dentist frequently adjusts my bite since the jaw-clenching leads to teeth-clenching.
How much will this broken tooth cost? I’m expecting something in the four figures. It seems rude enough to have Parkinson’s without having to pay for the privilege. I met my health insurance deductible early this year thanks to neck injections (usually it’s because of GI scopes) and will investigate whether I can make a medical claim for whatever our dental insurance doesn’t cover.
With these boring, joke-free musings (my brain’s tired from all the clenching) we close out the month of May. I posted almost every night and am not sure how much of it was worth reading, but I’ll try to continue it in June. And next time I have nothing interesting to pass along we’ll compare notes on how many times a day Joe and Jill Biden are texting us to see who they like more.