My dentist asks me if I’m stressed and explains how anxiety can show up on the teeth. I don’t just grind, no, I push my teeth against each other, I push my teeth right out of my mouth. So I get a mouth guard. First over the counter, one I have to boil to mold to my mouth, then a prescription one my insurance doesn’t cover.
Still my front teeth loosen, rubber-band gums stretched. I might need a gum graft surgery; this is getting serious. Insurance doesn’t cover that either and a Google of prices tells me neither can I. The dentist doesn’t know if I’ll be able to keep my teeth without, and so he suggests implants, but those cost even more.
Read more @ PULP LIT MAG, Issue 1, page 127
Amber Baird, Author 
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