I just got back from a ten-day trip up to Seattle to visit family and friends…and to a fantastic and fun wedding .
For some insane reason I scheduled a dentist appointment for the day after I got home. Not only the next day, but in the morning. What was I thinking? Dunno. But I dragged my sorry butt in there this morning.
Damage. I got damage. Apparently the stress I’ve been under is causing me to clench my teeth so much that my molar fillings are “crumbling”. Jeeze, I just got those fillings redone a year ago. No, not going to blame the dentist who did the fillings, he’s a good guy and did good work. Nope, it’s me and my clenching.
I’ve been under significant stress lately. Think I might have mentioned it once or twice? One of the reasons I was up in Washington was to pick up my daughter. That turned into a protracted battle, complete with lawyer. Not fun.
So there was definitely a reason I was clenching my teeth. I woke up in Seattle in the middle of the night with the feeling that someone had punched me on both sides of my face. It hurt! I’ve had TMJ issues since my first husband died over twenty years ago. And it flares up in times that my coping mechanism doesn’t work as well as it should.
Me coping with stress? If I had adequate ability to cope with the stress in my life perhaps I wouldn’t have fibromyalgia. Studies and papers have suggested genetic predisposition along with a triggering event can result in fibromyalgia…and sustained mental stress can be a triggering event. I’ve had plenty of that.
I used to think of myself as being quite resilient. I’ve had quite a few crazy stressful things happen in my life and up until I hit my forties, I bounced back quickly. Not so much any more. And then the fibromyalgia symptoms started…so I think it’s all related.
Once the fibromyalgia symptoms became quite pronounced (read: overwhelming) I finally started looking for ways to cope, because that resilient thing wasn’t working out so good for me. And I had to learn to cope because Fibromyalgia turned my life upside down. I had to be flexible and be willing to rework how I lived my life (for more useful info see FibroHaven’s post “You Don’t Have to Like it to Accept it”. I went through cognitive behavioral therapy, stress management classes, meditation, journaling…and drugs. All of which helped, somewhat.
For instance, meditation. That is something that you have to be willing to do every day. I’ve seen how it has helped other people, but the whole deal of clearing your mind is hard work and even though I was at it for several months I never felt particularly successful at it. I noticed a subtle decrease in my “flight or fight” response, but that was about it. It didn’t seem to be worth the time and effort I put into it.
But I’m still grinding my teeth when I get overwhelmed. Nice, huh? Guess this means I am back to the drawing board in stress management.
Maybe yoga? And I soooo need to get back to exercising. I didn’t do so good with exercise on this trip. And eating. I’m used to being picky when I eat out while traveling with my husband (for his work). But staying with family makes it a bit more difficult.
If I cook, I cook for everyone. If I go out to dinner, I buy for everyone. It got to the point where I caved in and just ate whatever was available. It wasn’t worth the hassle…at the time. Looking back, I think I should have tried harder, and continued walking no matter how chilly and wet it was up there!
I’m just rambling , aren’t I? But the point is, and I think I’m coming to realize that yes, the trip up to Seattle threw me off my game, but I need to find a good solid “go to” method of dealing with stress that doesn’t involve crushing my filings!
Got anything that worked well for you? I’d love to hear what helped you. And just because I’ve already tried it, doesn’t necessarily mean I tried it in a way that would be most helpful for me.

