Jennie Ridyard
2 minute read
6 Sep 2021
8:30 am

Doctor’s orders… grit your teeth and enjoy gin

Jennie Ridyard

In the last twelve months, my dentist tells me, the thing he’s treated most is grinding.

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When Himself and I go to bed at night there’s a beautiful moment: in perfect harmony, we insert our bite plates. He has two – mainly to keep his teeth straight – and I have one, to stop me grinding my teeth to dust. “Night, Champ,” I say. “Sleep well, Rocky,” he replies. I fall asleep, and my jaw wakes up. I don’t know why I clench and grind, but it’s happened all my adult life. Last October, I brought my old bite plate to the dentist because I’d finally chomped through it. It took eight years. He ordered me...