14 April 2004
The Night Guard
I have mixed feelings about my night guard, but I decided to give it yet another chance and try to wear it every night. Last night was the first in a couple of months.
Early this morning, I woke up with my mouth empty. Groping around, I found my night guard among the sheets. How did it leave my mouth? Did I spit it out? Did it somehow fall out of my gaping jaws? I sighed and set it on the pillow beside me. I awoke again an hour later and found the cat lying on top of it. Wearing my night guard is hard.