TMJ = Thoroughly Mangled Jaw?
I barely had a chance to spit out all my symptoms before she pronounced "TMJ." She did check my ears to make sure there was no infection, and did the batter of things docs usually do, but she's satisfied that TMJ it is. As most of you know (given the amount of you that correctly diagnosed me), it's a chronic thing that doesn't really go away, but sometimes - like I have this week - you'll have intense flare ups. This coincides with the allergy season and times of stress, both of which make me grind/clench my teeth at night.
I have to go for some blood work and a cat scan next week just to play it safe and I'll have to go to my dentist to get fitted for a guard to wear at night to keep my from clenching (definitely more of a clencher than grinder).
The best news is she gave me a prescription for an anti-inflammatory/pain relief magical elixer pill. However, before I picked up the scrip, I stopped at the bank. While there, I had the most intense experience with pain I ever had in my life and that is no exaggeration. It was like someone was sending a million volts of electric shocks through my teeth and jaw. I saw stars and nearly puked from the pain. I've had terrible back pain before, I've had head injury pain, I've had labor pain, for crying out loud and nothing, none of it, compared to what I felt in the bank. And I couldn't exactly scream EPIDURAL NOW! at the teller window.
Anyhow, made it home, took the pill (which I was told not to cut up, but I did because I can't swallow pills - no swallowing jokes, please) and I swear, within fifteen minutes, the pain was gone. I just feel a dull pressure now that I can handle well enough.
So that's the update. Thanks to all who gave me a clue as to what was going on and/or wished me well. I'm confident the cat scan/blood work will come back normal (yea, yea as normal as possible for someone with my brain - see, I'm taking all your potential jokes away from you).
I'm happy I'm feeling better because we are going to a celebration of the 50th anniversary of my grammar school tonight and I'm really hoping my fifth grade teacher is there so I can finally, after all the years of harboring a smoldering rage toward him, kick him in the balls.
Bless you, super strength Naproxen, my new best friend.
[I had that damn wisdom tooth pulled for NOTHING!}